Paradise out of reach

We kept travelling around the island. Avoiding running down groups of locals sitting in the middle of the road that we would suddenly come across. We also drove past the official "traditional village" and yes it was! We saw lots of men carrying large bamboo polls on their shoulders, and women carrying bundles on their heads. The village was cute too! (I didn't get any photos though and I have this thing about feeling awkward about taking photos of local people as if they are "objects of fascination" because to them we are the weird white people!). Everyone was friendly though and waved out to us. Philip also said to say lots of the men wander around carrying machetes - but it's all for farming purposes of course! THEN we came across the world's most spectacular beach but we couldn't find a way down to it. We thought we found a road leading to it, but it turned out to be a road of private properties (with absolutely NO public beach access). We could see the masts of gin palaces (yachts) moored at the beach. Just so we could get down to the beach for a second, we drove onto "lot no.15" (it's for sale) and ran down to have a look :-) It would have been great to go for a walk, but we weren't sure that we would sound convincing if we said we were there because we were considering buying the property....