This is a pleasant enough place.   However, the town beggar is somewhat annoying, demanding money from everybody, and some of the locals are high on something, though they seem harmless enough.  The cruise ships park (dock, moor, whatever?) outside the campsite on the river and run their engines while people try to sleep.

The campsite was full for most of the three nights we stayed, but everyone generally well behaved until we get this joker:

What a clown

There was a perfectly good pitch (numbered) next to us and an even better one opposite (also numbered), but this clown decided to park on the access road right in front of us.