Getting Naked At Zipolite Mexico Naked Beach

Guest blog by: Nomadic Naturist

A little while back, my wife J and I got to spend time in Zipolite on the Pacific coast of Mexico.
Zipolite is one of the few beaches in Mexico that endures naturists. The playa is dotted with
bars, restaurants, resorts, fishermen, expat North Americans, expat Italians and happy
Mexicans giggling at our dearth of shame.
Days in Zipolite quickly slipped into a meandering rhythm of skinny dipping, drinking and
laughing. I spent my mornings running on the playa followed by skinny dipping and naked
sunbathing. J and I rented a bungalow on the hill dominating the bare Mexiac sand.
Zipolite Mexican Naturist Nude Beach
We had a hammock, a bed, a backyard kitchen space and not much more, not even a door.
It was perfect.
I spent my time at the bungalow naked, enjoying the sea breeze. J usually wore a sarong.
There's lots to eat along the sand and in town where we located Mexican and Italian food.
Zipolite Unclothed Naturist Mexican Strand Resort
Below are some selections from my journal composed during our week in Zipolite:
11/13/12
Monday afternoon was spent with J in the hammock. Then Social advantages include
reduced crime, reduced sexual perversion, reduced amateur pregnancy, reduced fabric
expenditures, reduced fabric waste creation, greater family and community harmony and
cohesion, greater equality, tolerance, and sense of belonging. Private benefits include
greater self-esteem, positive body image, better link to our true self, other folks, our
immediate surroundings, our Universe, our Reality, and our Creator. walked the length of
Zipolite. We caught a sunset in the Eastern end where we drank Cornonas and saw
silhouetted fishermen finish their day's work perched on the giant boulders that protrude from
the surf.
Dinner at a beachside restaurant and then back to the bungalow for some reading. J
attempted to watch TV on the laptop but it did not work out. I'm not sure I am unhappy about
that.
Tuesday, today. I awakened at 6:30 and went to the beach for a skinny dip. I am not
confident the naturist matter will work out nicely here. Very few people appear to be carrying
it out. I have seen perhaps less than a dozen nudies, all men, and one topless woman. We'll
see what the heat of the day brings. Right now I'm happily roasting in the early morning
Mexican sunshine.
11/ not amused by the missionary zeal that prompts us to press our ideas of decency upon
them while being /12
Two year anniversary. Married to the most wonderful person anyone has ever met.
J took her top off yesterday! I didn't necessarily anticipate that to occur while we were here.
There were sons around the second time she went topfree and she said, I've to get over
myself, as she lost her sarong.
Topfree / Topless Girl at Zipolite Mexican Bare Beach
Had yet another amazing breakfast with J yesterday morning. Eggs with salsa and green
juice. Then it was off to Puerto Angel for the one local ATM so that we'd have cash. Of

course, the ATM was broken. 15 miles, a trip to San Pedro Pechutla and $200 Pesos later,
we'd cash.
Our taxi driver kept teasing us to have him drive us to the airport at the end of our excursion.
House is a long ways away, we'll see.
(After) I could get used to this. Had a nice, leisurely two mile run and then a skinny dip. I
could readily run 21 miles a week and still have so much time for myself. At this point,
everything else is icing on the cake for my day. Breakfast, drinking, dinner will all be superb.
What else will I do? Read? Swim more? All I want is all around me.
11/15/12
Up before the sun today. Roosters everywhere. Had yet another fantastic day with J
yesterday. She continues to go topfree despite gawkers. I think it's second nature now, and I
assume she'll wear the sarong with no bikini top and that will be that.
Spent the day on the strand. We made plans to check out Shambala, but rather we laid in the
hammock. Then it was back to the strand for sunset. We got fairly drunk at a pub run by a
Chicagoan named Kevin. So intoxicated that we didn't have as much money as we would
have liked for dinner and spent every last cent on a bottle of wine and two plates. We walked
back on the plage, me nude and then J collapsed into bed while I pretended to stay up but
failed into the hammock. I expected to be hungover today but I appear to be good.
11/16/12
Roosters woke me again this morning. I am adoring waking up with the sun but I wonder if
it'd change if I lived here.
Yesterday, J woke up with a hangover and we took a boat tour. We saw the Indio and the
Mono (Indian and Monkey) rock formations. I recall seeing them the last time we were here,
for our wedding. Next we saw some porpoises. Then we stopped for snorkeling. Next up one
other passenger and myself scaled a rock formation and jumped off.
Our guide did a backflip. Afterward J and another passenger determine to jump as well.
Afterward the guide did another flip. We stopped for lunch and cervezas. We got a ride back
to Zipolite in an extremely stereotypical camion.
Dinner at La Provencia. We had a bottle of Spanish wine. Appetiser were a bean pate and
goat cheese with beets croquette. J had a mezcal cream sauce chicken and I had an
eggplant dish with a provencal bean salad.
11/17/12
Had a breakfast of chilaquiles at a spot called A Nice Spot on the Plage. We discussed our
future: Kids, opening a pub, moving from the town. We ran into The Norwegians, a couple in
the tour on Thursday. We talked with them for a short time.
Then it was onto the ATM in Porto Angel, that was actually working yesterday. J re-met up
with the Norwegians for yoga while I went swimming. We grabbed a bite of tlayudas de
nopales on the road. Then we returned to our bungalow with our buddies for Havana Club
daiqueries. Lots more amazing dialog. It seems that Thomas is a chef and knows Eleven
Madison Park, among other NYC restaurants, so he understood how well-known J is.
11/24/12
Opting for a Skinny Dip at Zipolite Nudist Nude Beach in Mexico
The last complete day in Zipolite was amazing. I did the normal, wake up, run, skinny dip. J
went for an hour or so and a half massage while I lay nude on the plage. The massage left

her very content. Dinner was straightforward pizzas and micheladas on the main street.
Monday morning in Zipolite, we woke up and lay in the hammock for a bit before leaving. It
was a amazing trip.
11/28/12
First full week back in the northeast. I've sweat through my shirt, reek of deodorant and paid
$7 for a "cheap" drink.
This is civilized?
If you see Zipolite, it is necessary to remember it is not Cancun. There aren't any ATM's in
the town. The closest one is several miles away and it was not working on one of the days
we went to get cash. While the individuals are entirely friendly toward North Americans, it
helps if you're able to speak a reasonable number of Spanish. It is also important to notice
that Zipolite isn't a private or approved unclothed beach. Nudity is tolerated by the locals, but
not shielded and not many people strip down and very few girls go topfree. All of it comes
down to how comfortable you're being nude among people in fabrics.
It seems to me that nude is something to be laughed at in Mexico. The folks are undoubtedly
more prude than North Americans in terms of keeping themselves in textiles, but they are not
nearly as judgmental of nudies. They might point and laugh but, should you be confident
enough to see the silliness in wearing clothing in the hot sun, it is possible to laugh together,
and everything will be fine. They did not demand I cover up the way some New Yorkers may
demand topfree girls cover up in Central Park.