Puerto Escondido is a lovely place with 4 beaches to choose from - one for surfing, one for swimming and two for snorkelling. Fresh seafood and an endless supply of Corona make it an easy place to stay. The days took on a familiar pace, awake early, breakfast (with some combination of eggs, tortillas and chilli), beach and swim, lunch (some combination of meat, tortillas and chilli), read, siesta, swim, beer, mosey about, beer, dinner (some combination of fish, tortillas and chilli), bed.
In fact the most challenging part of Puerto Escondido was on the first day trying to equip myself with the necessary beach ensemble of flip flops and board shorts. Size 11 is not that common here, neither is extra large. So after 2 hours of stressful shopping I was sorted. Well at least that was until I went for my first swim, which saw my shorts being skilfully whipped off me by a rogue wave. Trying to put shorts back on in less than a meter of water whilst waves are hitting you left right and centre is an art I have still to master. When I finally managed to stagger out of the sea I was astounded to see that my 3 dollar supermarket shorts had sustained serious collateral damage and in fact there was now a fairly large hole in the crotch and scuff marks everywhere. But now they have character.
My hostel even has a TV in the room and one guilty afternoon instead of snoozing I decided to watch some "Caja Tonta" ("idiot box" in Spanish). Two episodes of "Love Boat" and one of "Dynasty" later I was laughing my head off and heading to the beach. You have to love the 80s...
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