Fortunately there was so much publicity that another TV episode of "I'm a Celebrity get me out of here" was filmed there.
Unfortunately, there was a boom in tourism again because of the episode.
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Fortunately, the tourist industry behaved responsibly to protect the island from any excessive behaviour.
Unfortunately, this resulted in a massive increase in waiting time for visits.
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Fortunately, scheduled cruises organised guided group visits of no more than one hour duration each, six times per day, to relieve waiting times.
Unfortunately, the guided tours were very crowded.
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Fortunately, those organising such trips insisted that no more than 300 people could be on the island at one time so all trips had to be pre-booked.
Unfortunately, parrots are not people, and so the trip where everyone brought their pet parrot was very chaotic.
We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
Fortunately, parrots, pets or not, could do their bit for the island's developing vegetation by interbreeding with local birds, and by helping to germinate the wonderful volcanic soil.
Unfortunately, the pets brought along also introduced a new invasive species of bugs.
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Fortunately, the combined bird population enjoyed eating the bugs, which were a most nutritious diet supplement for them.
Unfortunately, the bugs destroyed a good portion of the new vegetative growth on the island.
Some days you battle yourself and other monsters. Some days you just make soup.
Fortunately, as the seasons rolled on, the vegetation regenerated, more abundantly than ever, turning the island into a nature-lover's paradise.
Unfortunately an evil-hearted person was able to sneak onto the island and started making plans to mess it up.
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
Fortunately, the nefarious scheme was uncovered by a civic minded person and the proper authorities were called to take charge.
We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton