Mazunte, OA

Upon leaving Peurto Escondido, there were three girls that wanted to head in the same direction as Vandrew and I.  Two of them wanted to check out a jazz festival in Mazunte, about an hour down the coast from Puerto Escondido.

In my very limited research of Mazunte, I was under the impression that there was very little there.  I had visions of us not having enough water in the heat, and stocked up on an extra 10L bottle from the supermarket, to add to the 15L that I already had, then Carmel, Paola, and Melanie jumped into Vandrew and hit the open road.

When we got to Mazunte, not only was it a vibrant little tourist town, but it was PACKED for the jazz festival that was starting the next day.  We all went for a walk on the beach to watch the sunset, then had a nice supper at one of the many little restaurants in the town.

The girls rented hammocks on the beach for the night.  I slept in Vandrew.

The next day, we met up with a friend of Paola's, where we left Paola and Melanie, and Carmel and I headed up the windy mountain road to Oaxaca...