Take a fifteen-minute ferry from Hiroshima and an island of rabbits will come running to greet you. Okunoshima — Rabbit Island — in the Seto Inland Sea. Hundreds of friendly wild rabbits live here, hopping freely across grassy paths, roads, and ruins of old holiday cottages. Buy approved feed at the port for about a dollar. Step off the boat. Within seconds, soft bodies surround your ankles, ears twitching, noses searching your pockets with complete trust. A Japanese child sits on the grass and rabbits pile into her lap until she shrieks with delight. An American family crouches together, laughing as a bold bunny climbs onto a father’s shoulder. The island is small enough to walk in an hour. No cars needed. Just soft fur, pink noses, and the gentle click of ferry bells when it is time to leave. Visitors always look back one more time from the deck. The rabbits line the shore, still hopping, still hopeful. Some places greet you like you belong there.