I often refer to my experience here as living in Mt Angel Oregon, where my mother grew up. On this island of 10,000, there are dirt roads and chickens and dogs. The air smells sweet and its hot every day. I'm in an air conditioned building (coworking) for the hot part of most every day. I get in the sea before sunset on about half the days. My bungalow has a hammock that is ideal for late afternoons, with a bag of cut fruit.