I recall at the briefing from the tour company rep at the hotel there is a quaint fishing village within walking distance of the hotel. What is quaint is a matter of opinion and when it is uttered by a tour company representative is it as meaningful as discussing the honesty of the former vice president of the United States Spiro Agnew! So we walked to this quaint fishing village one afternoon but so much for quaint as it was nothing but a collection of high end condos and a marina full of Gringo sailboats and yachts. There were almost no people about and it was like a ghost town. There was one ultra luxury hotel. There were a few deep-sea fishing boats and 7 restaurants with North American high end eatery prices. Out of place was a dolphin pen where you could spend $120 USD to swim with the Dolphins. I am a tourist but not a stupid one promoting cruelty to aquatic life. If you were thinking that Ernest Hemingway might be here pounding down tequila and writing “The Old Man and the Sea” he didn’t like what he saw and departed decades ago! If this is a quaint fishing village I swear I have not been drinking mescal!