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Zipolite, I can’t quit you

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We rolled up to this mystical beach late one hot mexican night.  Looking for a perfect spot to set up shop for maybe two or three days we lucked out and found Habana’s Cabanas.  Ok, sounds kinda cool let’s go talk to the boss.   For $7 USD a night, you can park behind the cabanas 100 feet from the Pacific Ocean, a few feet away are the bath/showers, WiFi incl, cold beers and water in the office and shade underneath the cabanas.  That’s not all, our hammocks hung underneath the cabanas and fresh food will walk-by you just in case you’re too lazy to move to get snacks or dinner.  A margarita guy will pass-by, the ice cream man delivers and chocolate croissants show up at just the right time.  Pizza calzones, taco lady, herbal pastries  you name it, they make it and deliver to your hammock all day long.

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This place made it feel like we were on vacation, not a trip that takes a lot of work; straight-up, kick-back.  We took long walks on the beach, starred at the sunsets, laid in the hammocks for hours reading, telling jokes and stories.  Oh did I mention this was a clothing-optional beach, we may have tried it out or not.  We planned on two nights and it quickly turned into ELEVEN awesome days.  Friends were made here and other friends joined the scene a day later.  With nothing but time on our hands I decided that I would try making almond milk from scratch, after ton of messy work it turned out great.

Christian loved catching happy hour everyday and taking a walk down the beach for a brick oven pizza or a plate of Al Pastor tacos for about $1.  On semi-windy days he would bust out the kite and attach the go-pro to it for our make shift version of a “drone shot” along the beach.  It’s been a few months since we were here but this is a place we will return to.  We still talk about our time in Zipolite, in our six months of traveling this ranks as top 3 favorite moments.

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A few times we took the scooter out for great adventures and sightseeing, why not.  We headed out on the scooter for a gorgeous twenty minutes ride towards a lagoon called La Ventanilla Mangroves where we tour a small boat tour to check out some crocodiles, birds, Iguanas and turtles.   The next day we went to the Turtle Sanctuary in Mazunte the town over from Zipolite with our friends in a teeny tiny taxi and 6 of us crammed in an almost clown car while it was around 100 degrees.

The rest of our day was filled by sitting in our hammocks and people watch.  Naked old  guys would wear flip flops and a back pack, nothing else.  One occasion a chic was holding hands with two guys one on each hand and making the men walk backwards naked the entire length of the beach.  So as you can see we were entertained sitting on the beach for a short eleven days.

 

 

 

 

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The Globe Trol is finished, but an artists’ work is never done.

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We finally finished our van-haus, at least enough to try to head south. So we set out for our first border crossing on Wednesday and turned around just one mile before Mexico due to some cell phone accounts being swapped, boring story. No worries though, we found a parking spot near the beach in the most southwestern city in the US called Imperial Beach during an insane storm. Early the following morning we arrive at the border where they find our paperwork is inconsistent with our scooter that we have attached to the back of the van. Little did we know that the title we received when we bought the scooter almost a year ago did not match the actual scooter, ergo the registration was also incorrect. It cost us a few hours waiting in Mexico at the border but they escorted us to the US border where they searched us and eventually let us go to get everything sorted out. Straight to the DMV we went to spend another few hours to get the scooter inspected, an updated registration, and a new title that will now take 2-4 weeks to get sent to the Midwest. AGHHH. “Everything happens for a reason.” The new plan: We are going to forge on without a scooter title for now and hope for the best. We are back in San Diego for a few days to work out a few more kinks that we found with the van-haus while staying in it during the storm, nothing major. So Tuesday at 8am is our next attempt to get to and through the border.
Here are some updated pics of our home, enjoy. If you have any questions or comments, feel free to leave them here. mucho amor- tgt

The vehicle…The Globe Trol

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Our favorite little blue bungalow where our street turns into sand a block from our door.

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This is the vehicle that we converted from a family mini van into a van-haus (van-house), that will travel from San Diego to South America.  It’s almost finished and we are excited to get this on the road.  The plan starts with leaving San Diego in early December 2015 and traveling  down the Pacific Coast through Mexico, and then making our way to Guatemala.  From Guatemala on further south to possibly Patagonia in less than a year and back north to The U.S.  We were living in southeast Alaska for a few years and decided “Let’s really travel.”  First lets get warm and hang out in southern California for a bit and start planning an epic trip somewhere.  How are we going to do this?  Backpack?  Sail?  Let’s do this out of van that we can live out of!  Hours of research led us to buy an AWD small van in July.  We gutted it and then started rebuilding a sustainable small living situation out of a 1997 Astro van.

The rebuild has been anything but easy, however I mostly was the photographer and not the builder.  Christian did a lot of the work himself, I was his aide.  Friends helped along the way and we are thankful for every bit of it.  Right now we are in the Midwest visiting as much family as possible before the epic trip down thru the Americas.  Soon we will be back in San Diego in a few short weeks to finish up a handful of projects, and then we move into a van.

We quit our jobs indefinitely to travel until one of us is sick of it, or until we run out of money.  We sold all of our furniture, gave it away, and donated the rest.  We stored non-replaceable and pricey possessions back in the Midwest near family.  I am from Chicago originally and I packed up and shipped myself out for an adventure to Alaska in 2011.  I promised myself then this will be the beginning of life full of adventure, after never traveling outside of the U.S. for 29 years.  Christian was in Florida in the Coast Guard working on helicopters before being stationed in Sitka, Alaska.  We met in Alaska about three years ago.  A year and a half ago we left Alaska to keep traveling, we ferried back to the mainland and slowly drive down the coast from Seattle to San Diego.  We were in no rush since we quit our jobs to start traveling and stretched 2000 miles out for three weeks soaking in the Pacific Coast Highway all along the way.  While in San Diego we regathered and relaxed in a tiny beach bungalow a block from the beach for over a year.  It was easy to fall in love with our new temporary home in a  neighborhood called “OB” where we made great friends.  It was difficult to leave the tiny blue beach house and move just a handful of things into the van-haus.