With a steep volcanic core rising a stout 740ft at its center, there is little room on the island for much else. The solitary road runs up the west coast, but it is rarely used – locals prefer to walk. Nothing is very far and what’s the hurry? The population subsists on the fruits of the sea, either as fishers or boat-taxi operators.
With barely a thousand inhabitants, most of whom are related to each other, this is a place to find peace, quiet – and precious little else.