It was getting dark when we rolled into the parking lot at Big Milly’s beach resort. The service was very lackadaisical. We had trouble finding someone to help us check in. There wasn’t enough light to read the menu posted on the wall near the kitchen, we were told our food would be served but ended up having to go get it ourselves, and no one ever came to our table so we could order drinks. The bartender didn’t want to make a mixed drink and told me all there was available was Coke, when I could see right behind him a huge selection of different liquors and beers.
The drumming and dancing troupe began about an hour later. It was a nice performance, what I could see of it.
The performance also attracted quite a number of people from the village, in addition to the hotel guests, so it wasn’t easy to get a good view.
Although the performance was nice, considering the way we were treated, I would never go back here again, nor could I recommend it to anyone. Perhaps that kind of apathy is charming only when you’re in your 20’s, which it seemed most of the clientele were.