Finding Your Paradise

For even some of the wealthiest people in the world, some of the most exclusive getaways of this world are just not worth the price tag slapped on them. That’s absolutely fine because value is subjective and relative. I for one could only ever get myself to visit the likes of Richard Branson’s Necker Island over one of those more “open” weeks when prices are lower as a result of visitors being able to book individual units.

Otherwise there is just no way I would pay $40,000 per night to book out the whole island, even if I was a billionaire who made it to the summit of the Forbes Rich List!

The people who do visit this and other super-exclusive destinations always say that it’s not even in the slightest bit about the price. The experience they get to enjoy is priceless for them and many of them slip away rather secretively.

Apparently these individuals work extremely hard, something which isn’t under any doubt considering they can afford to pay such insane prices for their holidays and so being able to get away to the likes of Necker Island is apparently a complete stress-buster. The staff will stop just short of giving you your bath, such is the extent to which they’re at your beck and call and you’re pretty much in a place where you can get anything you want, whenever you want. All of this is obviously within reason, but then again reasonability proves to be subjective since there’s a story of how some caviar had to be flown in by helicopter from Saint Thomas (or was it Saint Maarten?), just so that one of the guests could have their caviar craving satisfied!

This just goes to show how subjective the description of what paradise is however. Two of the staff members who live and work on Necker Island full-time are both very quick to answer “No” to the question of whether their workplace and current home is indeed paradise. The head chef who hails from France says he can’t really deal with the constant heat and the stickiness to go with all the mosquitoes. He says his paradise would be a nice village home somewhere in England maybe, where believe it or not, he can enjoy the after-effects of winter.

The other staff member who was willing to share his views hails from Spain and for him the constant summerlike weather is about as close to paradise as any place can get, but he says the British Virgin Isles fall short of being a complete paradise because of the somewhat artificial existence they live over there. Money is something which isn’t mentioned and yet money is represented in its most powerful form by the very existence of the island destination.

So basically it could be said that paradise means different things to different people and since I’ve personally found my paradise, I would like to extend a message of encouragement to anyone who reads my blog and tell you that you too can find your own paradise. It’s definitely a quest you should spend your life embarking on.