The morning starts on the highway with a line of palms sliding past the van window and the sea calling from beyond a band of red-tiled roofs. By the time the group reaches the jetty, the water is already bright as cut glass. Boats stack like impatient horses at the dock; the captain gives a curt nod and the boat slips free, the coastline shrinking into a low, sandy arc. Onboard, the air tastes of sun-warmed salt and engine oil. Offshore, the island rises from the Arabian Sea: a compact outcrop where limestone and basalt meet the surf, and where coral gardens cling to ledges like small, stubborn cities.