I wrote a story about a semi-secret island called Cavallo that appeared in Departures last month. It’s now on the web. Once a jet-set scene promoted by Jean Castel, the late Parisian club-owner, then a transshipment point for cocaine and the site of a notorious killing and other nefarious doings, it is now one of the most particular and splendid Mediterranean resorts I’ve ever encountered. That’s it, right over there. Not bad, huh?