Since I read Robinson Crusoe I think that a true island has to meet certain criteria: Do you get there by boat? Is there only one settlement or less? Can you walk around it in less than a week? I am told that New Zealand has three major islands, but only one of them meets this romantic requirements.

I walk off the quay …

… into the village.

There seem to be more boats in the harbour …

… than houses on the hills.

I walk for a minute and find myself on a beach …

… in the company of a duck …

… and a man appearing from the sea.

I take my time to look closely …

… and leave my foot prints in the sand.

From the beach …

… I walk into the hills …

… where, I guess Olli you like this, I find a golf course.

When the sun sets …

… I return to the village and try the oysters. I truly feel on an Island.