Puerto Angel

Soooo the hike did not pan out.... Unfortunately, I was battling a deamonic force living in my stomach for four days, punishing me for some unspeakable act of consumption. Fortunately I am eating solid foods again after many days of electrolites and antibiotics. Myself and two other women I met in Oaxaca have made our way to the Pacific Coast. We are staying in a sleepy little fishing village named Puerto Angel....It is beautiful here and the locals are generous and welcoming. The only thing to fear here are the Italians who recently moved in and think they own the place.
There are amazing birds here... frigate birds are everywhere and sleeping through the night is difficult because the song birds never rest.
Local fisherman often offer us raw mussel with lime and salsa as we walk by..... the beaches are beautiful
Going to check out the sea turtle station tomorrow.