I arrived on Sunday afternoon and left the following Tuesday, just enough time to absorb a different environment, escape reality for a while and come back rejuvenated. I read, meditated, had a spa treatment and soaked up the sun (in the shade, that is). I went on a guided walk through a Greg Norman golf course (this was a resort, after all), to undeveloped jungle, then a small fishing village, ending at a beautiful almost-deserted beach. We saw rattan growing in the wild, formosa plants that wilt when you touch them, a kingfisher swallowing a fish bigger than it's head and a tribe of long-tail macaques - my first monkeys since moving here.
Conclusion: traveling alone is what you make of it. I have a tendency to isolate while alone, and when I found myself going in that direction, I reversed. Had a great time, and will look forward to showing the island to Chris. One more thing - traveling by ferry sure beats the heck out of getting on a plane!