After seven hours of twists and turns, simultaneously clutching the arm rest and my stomach for dear life, we finally made it to magical Zipolite. We had just spent our first few days in Mexico meeting with weavers, and after all that hard work, we were ready for a little sunshine and R&R.
Here, the sunsets are impossibly pink, the locals smiles are always wide, and sand is silky beneath your toes. We're already counting down the days until our next trip to Zipolite...
