Just give me clean, clear ocean water, a tropical beach, shade trees, a hammock, nice hut with running water, electricity and internet, oil paints, canvases, brushes, iTunes, all broadcasted Cowboys games, respectable food and English speaking natives that don't get in my hair. I would not be against having Jimmy Johnson for a neighbor. Feel the tropical breezes flow across me in my hammock, breathe in the salt air, sit in the comfort of the shade as the sand gets hot, swim on my private beach and watch the sun set across the ocean a few thousand times. I'm going to start packing now.