A ZR taxi back home was an insult on all senses: packed like sardines with a bunch of locals so that my elbow was sticking out of the window, we endured a fast ride with disco lights and a loud 'music' consisting of expletives, that the driver enthusiastically sang to. My second time at Oistins on Friday night, great grilled fish once again! However, it is certainly not an experience for everyone: a mix of loud sounds from entertainment happening left, right and center tons of people lineups, and the need to scream to the person sitting next to you makes it very difficult for some as their system gets overwhelmed (not me, but I hate lineups).