Robinson Crusoe Island
Life right now is an odd balance of privations and possessions. There are no newspapers, broadband is hopeless and there’s neither a bank nor an ATM. But there is a radio station, several restaurants and two breweries (the Archipiélago lager is excellent). The island isn’t used to tourism and, on occasions, it shows. The fisherman who was due to take me to out at 9am went fishing without me — at 5am. Fortunately, another boat, skippered by Rodrigo Chamorra and Bruno “El Loco” González, offered to take me, with the warning that they were going to the south of the island — which meant nothing to me but was whispered in a portentous tone — and we would be out till the end of the day.
In the Financial Times, Chris Moss stays on an island in Chile called Robinson Crusoe — which is perfect for vacationers who want to go somewhere where they’ll see very few people and live like a castaway (this is sort of my kind of vacation). Cost of three nights in Santiago and four nights on Robinson Crusoe Island, plus a flight from London: $6,900. Time to start saving, I suppose.