The locals are warm, genuine, and industrious. The beach is bustling with an abundance of wandering vendors, making it difficult to find a moment of peace. My companion and I were even coerced into receiving a massage on the shore. Although the masseuse performed admirably, I must have declined her offer at least 35 times, without exaggeration. Despite my reservations, I felt invigorated afterward, leaving me with mixed emotions. Unfortunately, there are a few areas around the restaurants where sewage leaks onto the streets. I strongly advise against eating in the village, but if you must, stick to bottled drinks and well-cooked meals. I regret not capturing any photos, as I was too engrossed in the moment to document it. Take a look at the street view on Google Maps; it's a true representation of the area.