Lounging around with the family was wonderful, and this was a good place to do it. It’s hot and humid, so a slow pace is the way to go. The town is small with mostly gravel streets; life centers on the beach. There’s a Rastafarian feel to it—lots of dreads and reggae. It was busy with tourists for the Easter week holiday, but it wasn’t too crowded. After our evening meal, we would head back to our room before the partying got wild. We stayed at a lovely small hotel with a nice garden and hammocks for reading. The kids and I played some rummy and laughed a lot. With easy access to tasty homemade ice cream and a good internet place, we could have stayed longer.
Like the picture? You may see it again at Christmas : )