Last March the Mrs.and I were staying at Seawind.We were in the beachouse[right on the beach]The first night we start heading down the beach and run into a guy selling...whatever we want.WE talked far a while,and i tell him no thanks maybe later...no problem.After a couple hours at for Real walking back we run into him again.He's holding his arm,with a wet towel around it.He tells me he fell off his bike and he appears to be in a great deal of pain.He's still selling ...whatever,and again we talk for a while but i'm still not buying.This guy seems to really be hurting,so...we're like 100 ft from my room,so I tell him hang on a minute,I'll be right back.[quick note, this trip is to celebrate my recovery from Nov. heart surgery, i've got my own medication,heart stuff but also pain stuff[percs].So I return with a couple of pain pills for the guy with a warning about being careful after he takes them.The next day,I run into the guy again,I'm in a little hut useing a guys laptop and in he walks.You would think I saved this guys life.He's telling everyone I'm the guy that gave him the medicine,his eyes are huge and he asks me what that stuff was.I now have 15 new friends, everytime I see any of these guys,they're knuckle knocking me,grinning treating me like family.The rest of my stay anytime we saw any of these guys we talked,all these guys were asking me if they could do anything for us but no one tried to sell me anything. We're coming back again in March,I'm confident that I've got some good friends on that stretch of beach.