This was a long time ago (late '70s) but back then, I went down to the less visited Bahamas, Eleuthra, Harbor Island. There were plenty for sale there, and I was frankly stunned how cheap - say a couple miles on a side (or 100 yards by 5 miles), 35-50k - while at the time, my cul de sac 4 bed house under Dulles airport was assessed at 150k. No law to speak of on the inhabited ones -- really nice and the people there were pretty super, actually. They were the ones smart enough to get off the boat and refuse to be slaves here - they were quite eye-opening compared to our local crowd of blacks, to say the least (way on the other side of the IQ, and self discipline curves, zero entitlement mentality)- and I got to be the token white guy in that crowd, which was pretty cool and more fun than I care to mention in public.
One of the main things that fascinated me was how the Baptists and Rastafarians found ways to get along - (I of course, was doing spliffs with the latter). There were words when the Rastas decided to sit on the stone fence in front of the church to get high - but very mild - obviously all in fun, purely. Something about these were really your neighbors you couldn't escape from no matter what - seemed to make them find ways to live and let live, again with practically zero government (one cop, part time, shared with other islands, no government buildings at all).
Then, it was crazy to think of that - you'd have to have a deepwater dock to have the fuel shipped in to get power - or trans ship from another island at ever greater expense. Now, not so stupid - solar, and done. No coca cola, which along with guitar strings, were very highly marked up over mainland prices. Say 5 bucks for a coke, and 50 for a set of strings (remember, salt air - strings died right away). And they were so starved for "real" music - VOA wasn't so hot back then, so my sis sold her entire collection of CD's of punk etc for a good premium to very grateful people, and they were also very happy to have me sit in with the bar bands and play *anything at all* just to hear something new (even if not terribly good). Now that there is satellite internet, no need for gasoline...hmmm, this might not be so stupid an idea. We could even have a pretty decent DOD, my collection alone....and taxes? What taxes?
The people living there were largely self sufficient, just using a little tourism to roll into some bucks to buy a few imports as mentioned, but did handle their own food easily - plant seed, stand back. They raked the beaches to get seaweed, let it sit in racks in the rains to de salinate it, then used it for compost, and had the best gardens I've ever seen - continuous nice temps when you're never more than half a mile from the ocean and in the gulf stream. We could just hold investing seminars or something to get some ready cash...I'd bet we could get Kyle to come and visit...
Wonder what it's like there now?