What to bring along on that lonly deserted island...

One more time welcome to Café Oceandrive, where traveler chill out. My name is Mike, originally from Switzerland, but at home all over the world. Just take a minute to read what I was thinking when I created that web site.

Who does not know the famous question about what to take on the deserted island… Why do we ask this question anyway? Is it because we could not live without the most important thing of our life? And what would that be?
On my travel, I learned what Australia's natives, the Aborigines, take along on their walkabout: Nothing! They leave everything behind. Could you image to leave EVERYTHING you own behind when you go traveling? I don't think so, neither do I. But what if you have to?

There is one thing though you can bring everywhere along without leaving it behind. You always have it on you, wherever you go. And it is definitely something, you want to bring along, because it is the best you have. It makes you happy, it makes you sad, it makes you think and it makes you talk. Just a few inches behind your forehead located sit all your travel experiences, your memory, carefully collected on all your trips. It is irreplaceable and worth a fortune to you, and you can bring it along everywhere you go - even on the beautiful deserted island!

The funny part of the introduction:
Cultural differences

There is a beautiful deserted island in the middle of nowhere where the following people are stranded:

2 Italian men and 1 Italian woman
2 French men and 1 French woman
2 German men and 1 German woman
2 Greek men and 1 Greek woman
2 English men and 1 English woman
2 Bulgarian men and 1 Bulgarian woman
2 Swedish men and 1 Swedish woman
2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman

One month later, on this beautiful deserted island in the middle of nowhere….

One Italian men killed the other for the Italian woman

The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in a "menage a trois"

The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of when they alternate with the German woman.

The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them.

The two English men are waiting for someone to introduce them to the English woman.

The two Bulgarian men took one look at the endless ocean, one look at the woman and started swimming.

The two Swedish men are contemplating the virtues of suicide while the woman keeps on bitching about her body being her own and the true nature of feminism. But at least it's not snowing and the taxes are low.

The Irish began by dividing their island Northside-Southside and setting up a distillery. They don't remember if sex is in the picture, because it gets sort of foggy after the first few liters of coconut whiskey, but at least they know the English aren't getting any...