Four kilometers from Freeport, far from everything except a fine white beach dotted with huts, this property consists of a 13-story yellow tower with white accents and a three-story structure housing common areas. Once this place hosted Howard Hughes, but these days, even backpackers will find something to complain about.
Hurricane damage forced a long-needed renovation and a new white metal roof has been added. The elevators are a bit shabby and though the rooms and halls have a fresh coat
of paint there are still some rough edges. Staff is largely unhelpful, management is often absent and the time-share sales pitch grows tiresome. The lobby itself is comfortable and cozy with warm yellow light, plush sofas and a fireplace, and the lobby bar features a pool table.
A poolview cafe serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and lunch is also available at the beach bar. Occasional activities are offered by the pool or on the beach but there is no nightclub. A few steps away on the beach, 
a convenience store and gift shop ply for customers. The resort offers two tennis courts, a full-service 77-slip marina, boats, sailboards and snorkeling gear. The onsite dive shop offers certification courses.
Fairly large guest rooms are appointed with TVs, phones, safes and air conditioners. Yellow walls, emerald carpeting, watercolor art, sleek laminate furniture and one king or two double beds with patterned spreads are standard. Combination baths come with pseudo-marble vanities, hair dryers, and scalloped balconies—some only large enough for one person standing—offer water views. The suites have large living and dining rooms. Two-bedroom villas offer another pool and whirlpool in addition to higher quality accommodations.
Most of the predominantly American and German clientele comes here to lie on the beach, play tennis and learn to dive.