It was a bit out of our way, but while we were on the subject of islands we decided to make a trip to Rapa Nui, the world’s most isolated inhabited place. In this world of jet travel it still took us four days to get there from our home in Mexico, only increasing our admiration for those Polynesian seafarers who preceded us. To lessen our hardship, we stayed at the Explora hotel.
Besides the usual south-seas rest-and-relaxation, visitors may find views of not one but two fascinating older cultures. And though it figures prominently in the current discussion of environmental “Collapse,” well, the island’s uninhabitable parts, the cliffs and rocky coasts, are still as striking a sight as they must have been fifteen hundred years ago, and before. People and livestock may have cleared the land, and the birds who once thronged here may have reconsidered, but to a sea creature the water is still spectacularly clear and the waves come from a long, long way off.