Our last day in Mazunte was New Years Eve. I’m not quite sure how it happens (actually, I blame my sister Cheryl for booking inconvenient flights), but somehow I always seem to be in transit. Last year Marieke and I…
Mazunte, a straighter version of Zipolite, on the Oaxacan Coast
Elusive tickets secured, we took a 20 seater Sprinter van to the coast, a very winding route that lasted just over 6 hours, pretty much right on schedule. We even got one washroom break! Cheryl took a gravel, which was…