Between Land, Sea, & Sky

After Zihuantanejo, Matt and I rode the bike to San Marcos. It was another little Mexican town- we’ve pasted dozens of them. For the most part, they all have a couple small convenience stores, a hotel or two, and a few restaurants with a handful of plastic tables and chairs out front by the road, barbecuing chicken and severing the “pollo” with rice, beans, and vegetables. That’s it. It’s that simple.

The hotel we stayed in looked a little scary from the front, pulling up to it as the sun was setting, but it was nice on the inside. Of course, there wasn’t any hot water, but there was a seat on the toilet along with toilet paper and soap (which usually isn’t the case).

Interesting side note: On the way to San Marcos. we took a wrong road in Acapulco and got pulled over by a cop.  He did not have a legitimate reason for pulling us over, he just wanted some money for himself and his partner. I was a little freaked out since I’ve heard about the police being corrupt in Mexico and that the jails are horrid, so I didn’t say much to him.  He was very friendly and Matt bribed him to let us be for 100 pesos (about $6 USD).. Later, Matt noticed that the license plate on the bike was missing so he went to speak with the police again. They said it was no problem and wouldn’t even write up a report for him. Lets hope they were telling the truth and it doesn’t cause any issues.

Also, there was this adorable puppy that made my day. I want to get one when I get back to the states and get a place in DC.

Puerto Escondido was the next stop (picture taken from the bike riding in). We stayed at the best hostel ever: Cabana Buena Onda. Matt and I stayed in a cute cabana with two hammocks out front, right on the beach! The beach being called Punto Zicatela.

Punto Zicatela is my place between land, sea, and sky.

I loved it. It was so relaxing. The whole time I was there I just laid out on the beach, went on leisurely walks next to the Pacific Ocean waves, played in the perfect temperature water, and read in the shaded hammocks. Besides just laying around like I did, Matt went on a few runs, got the bike cleaned, and rode around the town (yea, I didn’t want to leave the beach at all). We stayed there for three days after having decided enjoying the beach for a few days was better than speeding through Oaxaca and Tuxtla. Apartments were $250 a month – directly on the beach – ridiculous, right? Puerto Zicatela was my favorite place in Mexico. If I come back to this country, I want to rent one of those apartments.

We’re near San Francisco, Ixhuatan, Mexico right now (another tiny Mexican town), headed towards Guatemala tomorrow. I wonder how crossing the boarded will turn out.