I was here in the winter. It was dead. There is an extremely wide stretch of beach, and not one person was on it. Very beautiful, just the way I like a beach to be. Peaceful, tranquille. I think my dog ran 2 kilometers down the beach and back without stopping. I don’t know who liked it more, me, or my dog.
The buildings were very nice, and kind of had this ritzy 1960’s movie feeling to them – at least to me – it was the first European beach I had ever seen. Maybe they are all like that.