Manzanillo is without a doubt and literally the "end of the road." Once the bus arrives at about 5:00 p.m. it backs into a corner of the "main street" and the driver heads for dinner and bed!!
There is little there except for the beautiful beaches and a few businesses. One restaurant we ate at we hated, one we loved!!
There are many boats moured along the beach that the locals use for fishing! They are quite large and simple. Some have motors but many do not!
We met these Ticos cleaning their fish on the beach the evening we arrived. They were very friendly but shy and one would not let us take his picture.
On the way back to our motel (and I use the term loosely) we stopped at this little Soda (Cafe) that was owned by Pepe and his wife. He spoke English quite well and learned because he was picked on by the guys he fished with. His wife was very sweet and shy. We hoped to stop and have breakfast in the morning but we only had time for coffee as the number of busses leaving Manzanillo a day are few and we didn't want to get stuck there with lots more to see and time running out!