How to buy your own dream island

by Penina Petersen

February 12, 2018

in Holiday, Latest, LIFESTYLE, Mind, Real Estate

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My hubby Richard and I share a dream. It’s a simple idea and one that takes us away from the grind of dishes, kid-wrangling and shoving laundry loads on. If you need inspiration, you’re going to love this story. It’s creativity, bliss, happiness and friendship all wrapped up in one nice little bow.

Drumroll please….

This is it:

We wish to split on our very own island one day.

Yep and we mean it.

Come in a little close, because I can’t wait to tell you about it.

Laughing, but we mean business…

We’ve sat up late into the night giggling over a few wines. We’ve discussed our plan in detail and twisted ourselves in knots going over things. You know those in-the-gut laughs you share with a soulmate? The jokes that make you grab your stomach and tear up with the sheer happiness of a thing?

Well, that’s Richard and I on the deck, having trouble holding it all in.

Not only are we smitten by the whole idea of our island, but we’re also clear on one thing:

This dream is actually possible.

We figure. There’s no reason this dream life can’t be a reality.

Details of our island dream

I will share a little about this vision to paint the picture for you.

We’d give ourselves names

Mine would be ‘Princess Penina’ – The Great Polynesian Pearl.

Of course, ‘Prince Richard’ will be ‘God of the Great Southern Ocean.’

We’d also make up our own island language

Here are some words and meanings that float off my lips. They’re flowing out of me like a song.

‘Laloola?’ – ‘How’s it going – Are you feeling happy and inspired today my friend?.
‘Da da ra? – ‘Would you like to dance under the moonlight to a pretty song?’
Boom boom na doo? – Would you like to go for a ride in my car to look at the ocean together?

Here’s what else we’d do

We’d sit by the ocean on balmy nights sipping cocktails and listening to Jimmy Buffet.

I’d have a name for my cocktail. ‘The Penina Colada’ and I’d whip Richard up a cocktail too. I’d call his ‘The Ravenous Richard Special.’

We’d watch our kids frolic in the ocean, while we finally put our tired feet up.

Take a listen: