Beachtown with one main strip walked by surfers and hippies (who i cant tell the difference between anymore). The Women´s Surfing Championship is in town.
Got ourselves a small chalet in the junglish forest. Full of throaty birds and supposedly monkeys. Swam the hell out of one beach today, moving onto another beach (same town) tmrw.
Root like heck for the portly young boy afraid of the water who is taking swings at the water with his plastic tube and full of nervous joy.
Play chase the coconut.
Freckle and tan (?!)
Do not remove flipflops except to shower, swim, or sleep.
The boozy guys on the bus here set the tone. (Note: you can bring beer onto the bus. And apparently the drinking age is low if not non-existent.)