But those of us who have antennae for the unadulterated life of a locale will enjoy it greatly. It's a pleasant town with quaint streets, a green and dreaming plaza, and brown Pelicans perched on the fishing boats anchored by the beach. Tourists, most of them Canadians in search of warmth, are a minority and blend into the whole. Nobody stares, hustles, or begs. Everyone is friendly, considerate, or, at worst, casually indifferent.
Prices are firm, most sales people shy, and taxi drivers honest.
There are no homeless or derelict people in the streets, and no boom boxes on the beaches. We saw only one somber young Indian girl sitting on the sidewalk selling dolls. She did no marketing of any kind. She hardly looked up at her potential customers. In our walks through town, we looked really hard to find an exception to the rule.