Between Pozcu and the marina, everyone walks the same shore road for a different reason — someone's in for morning exercise under the palms, someone's nursing an ice-cold turnip juice, someone's just sitting there for hours doing nothing, and all three have a point. People call this Mersin's "modern" side, but in practice it's the district where the evening plan gets decided once you're already standing on the shore, not before. Planning ahead was never really the Mediterranean way anyway. Roll the dice and let the shoreline handle it.