You won't spot this coastal town on a map without squinting, and for ten months of the year the question of what to do here drops to a whisper — it only gets loud for two summer months. Walk the shoreline and you can see clear to the seabed; stare long enough at the island across the water and you lose track of time. Come evening, you'll have no idea where everyone disappeared to. This is a place where the rush simply stops. Roll the dice.