Extracting the sea cockroaches from their shells at the edge of the Pacific Ocean.
Those newer apartments on the cliffs that I'd be afraid to live in due to the frequent ground movement here.
I was fascinated by the geology of the rock formations here and the natural colors of them.
Mama goat and her kid having breakfast on a residential street in Puerto Escondido.
I wonder if a hurricane or other strong tropical storm deposited this heavy boat hundereds of feet from the water near the top of a staircase about 75 feet above the sea level?
One of the many restaurants encricling the cove that makes up the marina and the beaches.
Looking for a free meal from the fisherman as the boats came in with the morning's catch of fish.
Ditto
These beach lounging pooches were smart enough to stay out of the blazing direct sunlight.
On the North end of the beach there was a boogie-board competition going on with a very noisy speaker system that went blaring into everones ears for miles and hours.
Waiting for the surf to come up.
When the surf is up, the riders are out. There are some awesome waves on the south end of the beach.
I'll let your imagination run away with itself on this one.
This is a very lazy bird. It stalked the drainage areas flowing across the beach looking for small fish swept away with the tides.
Different people find unique ways to keep their stuff dry on the narrow beach when the tide might be rising.
This was the cove we were trying to walk to and ultimately drove to.
This is a typical outdoor butcher shop in Puerto Escondido. They are like this everywhere; on the streets, in the Mercados and in just about any nook and cranny they can find where people might stop and buy something.
