everyone seems to dress up and amble along the harbour stretch in gangs of lads/girls or old couples and families.
sort of fun to sit on a bench and watch everyone. get a gelato form the near bar (dont think about sitting in a bar and having a few, its not the dun thing!)
sort of reminds me of america in the fifties round here, when teenagers had there first independant identities
Dress Code: smartish but theyre not quite as stylish as the sicilians yet so you could get away with your traveller gear. loads of blokes in capri pants and sandals!
Every late evening there was a show on a stage in the club area. The town itself does not offer discos, cinemas or even good pubs.