As J sweetly summarized, Nexpa was “popcorn kisses and Pacifico dreams”;

a sleepy surf town we hunkered down in for a few days on the Michoacán coast.
Heat and humidity guided us to a rustic cabaña, right on the beach, steps away from a famous surf break.

We were welcomed by our gringo neighbor nicknamed, Memo, and caught a few other friendly surfer waves along the way.
It was refreshing to settle into such a relaxing little lugar…



Nexpa was a fine stretch of sand with one main tienda (small store with essentials), a campground, hotel, cabañas and a handful of restaurants…(One of which we frequented often for the best shrimp burritos and banana licuados).


Waves a little too good for me, J shredded the gnar, while I got in my much loved beach walks.
Afternoons were sunshine, swimming, hammocks…And of course, the palmitas (popcorn) and Pacifico sunset dreams.
Taking a small break from the beloved Mexican food… we decided nights were Italian.


¡Mama Mia! Just enough to wet our appetite, we look forward to an extended stay here in the future.
(And trust me, I’m going to practice my surf to get out there next time!)

