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January 7, 2017 23:20
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A little while back, my wife J and I got to spend a while in Zipolite on the Pacific coast of Mexico. Zipolite is among the few beaches in Mexico that takes naturists. The beach is dotted with bars, restaurants, hotels, fishermen, expat North Americans, expat Italians and joyful Mexicans giggling at our dearth of shame.
Days in Zipolite instantly slipped into a meandering rhythm of skinny dipping, drinking and laughing. I spent my mornings running on the strand follow ed by skinny dipping and nude sunbathing. J and I rented a bungalow on the hill dominating the naked Mexiac beach.
Zipolite Mexican Naturist Unclothed Beach
We had a hammock, a bed, an outdoor kitchen space instead of much more, not even a door. It was perfect.
I spent my time at the bungalow naked, loving the sea breeze. J generally wore a sarong. There's lots to eat along the sand and in town where we located Mexican and Italian food.
Zipolite Naked Nudist Mexican Beach Resort
Here are some selections from my journal written during our week in Zipolite:
11/13/12
Monday day was spent with J in the hammock. Then we walked the amount of Zipolite. We caught a sunset from the Eastern end where we drank Cornonas and watched silhouetted fishermen finish their day's work perched on the giant boulders that protrude in the surf.
Dinner at a beachside restaurant and then back to the bungalow for some reading. J attempted to watch TV on the notebook but it did not work out. I am not sure I am miserable about that.
Tuesday, today. I woke up at 6:30 and went to the sand for a skinny dip. I'm not certain the naturist matter is going to work out well here. Very few individuals seem to be carrying it out. I've seen maybe less than the usual dozen nudies, all men, and one topless girl. We'll see what the heat of the day brings. Right now I'm happily roasting in the early morning Mexican sunshine.
11/14/12
Two year anniversary. Married to the most wonderful person anyone has ever met.
J took her top off yesterday! I didn't necessarily expect that to happen while we were here. There were boys around the second time she went topfree and she said, I have to get over myself, as she dropped her sarong.
Topfree / Topless Girl at Zipolite Mexican Unclothed Beach
Had yet another excellent breakfast with J yesterday morning. Eggs with salsa and green juice. Then it was off to Puerto Angel for the one local ATM so that we'd have cash. Naturally, the ATM was broken. 15 miles, a trip to San Pedro Pechutla and $200 Pesos later, we had cash.
Our taxi driver kept bugging us to have him drive us to the airport at the conclusion of our excursion. http://x-public.com is a long ways off, we'll see.
(After) I could get used to this. Had a nice, leisurely two mile run and then a skinny dip. I could easily run 21 miles a week and still have so much time for myself. At this point, everything else is icing on the cake for my day. Breakfast, drinking, dinner will all be superb. What else will I do? Read? Swim more? All I need is all around me.
11/15/12
Up before sunlight today. Roosters everywhere. Had yet another amazing day with J yesterday. She continues to go topfree despite gawkers. I think it is second nature at this time, and I presume she'll wear the sarong with no bikini top and that may be that.
Spent the day on the plage. We made plans to check out Shambala, but rather we placed in the hammock. Then it was back to the playa for sunset. We got fairly drunk at a pub run by a Chicagoan named Kevin. So intoxicated that we did not have as much cash as we would have enjoyed for dinner and spent every last cent on a bottle of wine and two plates. We walked back on the beach, me nude and then J collapsed into bed while I pretended to stay up but fell into the hammock. I expected to be hungover today but I appear to be good.
11/16/12
Roosters woke me again this morning. I am adoring waking up with the sun but I wonder if it'd alter if I lived here.
Yesterday, J awoke with a hangover and we took a boat tour. We saw the Indio and the Mono (Indian and Monkey) rock formations. I remember seeing them the last time we were here, for our wedding. Next we saw some porpoises. Afterward we stopped for snorkeling. Next up one other passenger and myself scaled a stone formation and jumped off.
Our guide did a backflip. Afterward J and another passenger determine to jump too. Subsequently the guide did another flip. We stopped for lunch and cervezas. We got a ride back to Zipolite in a very stereotypical camion.
Dinner at La Provencia. We had a bottle of Spanish wine. Appetiser were a bean pate and goat cheese with beets croquette. J had a mezcal cream sauce chicken and I had an eggplant dish with a provencal bean salad.
11/17/12
Had a breakfast of chilaquiles at a location called A Nice Spot on the Sand. We discussed our future: Children, opening a tavern, moving out of the town. We ran into The Norwegians, a couple from your tour on Thursday. We spoke with them for a little while.
Then it was onto the ATM in Porto Angel, which was actually working yesterday. J re-met up with the Norwegians for yoga while I went swimming. We grabbed a snack of tlayudas de nopales on the road. Then we returned to our bungalow with our pals for Havana Club daiqueries. Lots more excellent dialogue. It turns out that Thomas is a chef and understands Eleven Madison Park, among other NYC eateries, so he understood how well-known J is.
11/24/12
Opting for a Skinny Dip at Zipolite Nudist Nude Beach in Mexico
The last complete day in Zipolite was amazing. I did the usual, wake up, run, skinny dip. J went for one hour and a half massage while I lay nude on the sand. The massage left her very content. Dinner was simple pizzas and micheladas on the main street.
Monday morning in Zipolite, we woke up and lay in the hammock for a bit before leaving. It was a amazing excursion.
11/28/12
First full week back in the northeast. I've sweat through my shirt, reek of deodorant and paid $7 for a "affordable" drink.
This is civilized?
If you visit Zipolite, it is necessary to remember that it is not Cancun. There aren't any ATM's in town. The nearest one is several miles away and it was not working on one of the days we went to get cash. While the individuals are completely friendly toward North Americans, it helps if you're able to talk a good amount of Spanish. It is also vital that you note that Zipolite just isn't a private or sanctioned nude beach. Nudity is tolerated by the locals, but not shielded and very few folks strip down and hardly any girls go topfree. Everything comes down to how comfortable you're being nude among people in cloths.
It seems to me that nude is something to be laughed at in Mexico. The folks are undoubtedly more prude than North Americans in terms of keeping themselves in cloths, but they're not nearly as judgmental of nudies. They might point and laugh but, if you're confident enough to see the silliness in wearing clothing in the hot sunlight, it is possible to laugh with them, and everything will be fine. They did not demand I cover up the way some New Yorkers may demand topfree girls cover up in Central Park.
A little while back, my wife J and I got to spend a while in Zipolite on the Pacific coast of Mexico. Zipolite is among the few beaches in Mexico that takes naturists. The beach is dotted with bars, restaurants, hotels, fishermen, expat North Americans, expat Italians and joyful Mexicans giggling at our dearth of shame.
Days in Zipolite instantly slipped into a meandering rhythm of skinny dipping, drinking and laughing. I spent my mornings running on the strand follow ed by skinny dipping and nude sunbathing. J and I rented a bungalow on the hill dominating the naked Mexiac beach.
Zipolite Mexican Naturist Unclothed Beach
We had a hammock, a bed, an outdoor kitchen space instead of much more, not even a door. It was perfect.
I spent my time at the bungalow naked, loving the sea breeze. J generally wore a sarong. There's lots to eat along the sand and in town where we located Mexican and Italian food.
Zipolite Naked Nudist Mexican Beach Resort
Here are some selections from my journal written during our week in Zipolite:
11/13/12
Monday day was spent with J in the hammock. Then we walked the amount of Zipolite. We caught a sunset from the Eastern end where we drank Cornonas and watched silhouetted fishermen finish their day's work perched on the giant boulders that protrude in the surf.
Dinner at a beachside restaurant and then back to the bungalow for some reading. J attempted to watch TV on the notebook but it did not work out. I am not sure I am miserable about that.
Tuesday, today. I woke up at 6:30 and went to the sand for a skinny dip. I'm not certain the naturist matter is going to work out well here. Very few individuals seem to be carrying it out. I've seen maybe less than the usual dozen nudies, all men, and one topless girl. We'll see what the heat of the day brings. Right now I'm happily roasting in the early morning Mexican sunshine.
11/14/12
Two year anniversary. Married to the most wonderful person anyone has ever met.
J took her top off yesterday! I didn't necessarily expect that to happen while we were here. There were boys around the second time she went topfree and she said, I have to get over myself, as she dropped her sarong.
Topfree / Topless Girl at Zipolite Mexican Unclothed Beach
Had yet another excellent breakfast with J yesterday morning. Eggs with salsa and green juice. Then it was off to Puerto Angel for the one local ATM so that we'd have cash. Naturally, the ATM was broken. 15 miles, a trip to San Pedro Pechutla and $200 Pesos later, we had cash.
Our taxi driver kept bugging us to have him drive us to the airport at the conclusion of our excursion. http://x-public.com is a long ways off, we'll see.
(After) I could get used to this. Had a nice, leisurely two mile run and then a skinny dip. I could easily run 21 miles a week and still have so much time for myself. At this point, everything else is icing on the cake for my day. Breakfast, drinking, dinner will all be superb. What else will I do? Read? Swim more? All I need is all around me.
11/15/12
Up before sunlight today. Roosters everywhere. Had yet another amazing day with J yesterday. She continues to go topfree despite gawkers. I think it is second nature at this time, and I presume she'll wear the sarong with no bikini top and that may be that.
Spent the day on the plage. We made plans to check out Shambala, but rather we placed in the hammock. Then it was back to the playa for sunset. We got fairly drunk at a pub run by a Chicagoan named Kevin. So intoxicated that we did not have as much cash as we would have enjoyed for dinner and spent every last cent on a bottle of wine and two plates. We walked back on the beach, me nude and then J collapsed into bed while I pretended to stay up but fell into the hammock. I expected to be hungover today but I appear to be good.
11/16/12
Roosters woke me again this morning. I am adoring waking up with the sun but I wonder if it'd alter if I lived here.
Yesterday, J awoke with a hangover and we took a boat tour. We saw the Indio and the Mono (Indian and Monkey) rock formations. I remember seeing them the last time we were here, for our wedding. Next we saw some porpoises. Afterward we stopped for snorkeling. Next up one other passenger and myself scaled a stone formation and jumped off.
Our guide did a backflip. Afterward J and another passenger determine to jump too. Subsequently the guide did another flip. We stopped for lunch and cervezas. We got a ride back to Zipolite in a very stereotypical camion.
Dinner at La Provencia. We had a bottle of Spanish wine. Appetiser were a bean pate and goat cheese with beets croquette. J had a mezcal cream sauce chicken and I had an eggplant dish with a provencal bean salad.
11/17/12
Had a breakfast of chilaquiles at a location called A Nice Spot on the Sand. We discussed our future: Children, opening a tavern, moving out of the town. We ran into The Norwegians, a couple from your tour on Thursday. We spoke with them for a little while.
Then it was onto the ATM in Porto Angel, which was actually working yesterday. J re-met up with the Norwegians for yoga while I went swimming. We grabbed a snack of tlayudas de nopales on the road. Then we returned to our bungalow with our pals for Havana Club daiqueries. Lots more excellent dialogue. It turns out that Thomas is a chef and understands Eleven Madison Park, among other NYC eateries, so he understood how well-known J is.
11/24/12
Opting for a Skinny Dip at Zipolite Nudist Nude Beach in Mexico
The last complete day in Zipolite was amazing. I did the usual, wake up, run, skinny dip. J went for one hour and a half massage while I lay nude on the sand. The massage left her very content. Dinner was simple pizzas and micheladas on the main street.
Monday morning in Zipolite, we woke up and lay in the hammock for a bit before leaving. It was a amazing excursion.
11/28/12
First full week back in the northeast. I've sweat through my shirt, reek of deodorant and paid $7 for a "affordable" drink.
This is civilized?
If you visit Zipolite, it is necessary to remember that it is not Cancun. There aren't any ATM's in town. The nearest one is several miles away and it was not working on one of the days we went to get cash. While the individuals are completely friendly toward North Americans, it helps if you're able to talk a good amount of Spanish. It is also vital that you note that Zipolite just isn't a private or sanctioned nude beach. Nudity is tolerated by the locals, but not shielded and very few folks strip down and hardly any girls go topfree. Everything comes down to how comfortable you're being nude among people in cloths.
It seems to me that nude is something to be laughed at in Mexico. The folks are undoubtedly more prude than North Americans in terms of keeping themselves in cloths, but they're not nearly as judgmental of nudies. They might point and laugh but, if you're confident enough to see the silliness in wearing clothing in the hot sunlight, it is possible to laugh with them, and everything will be fine. They did not demand I cover up the way some New Yorkers may demand topfree girls cover up in Central Park.
Posted January 7, 2017 23:20
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