Fantasy Island

Off the shores of Palermo, Sicily, an aristocratic Italian family has put up their private island for sale. It’s called Isola delle Femmine (Island of Women).  It’s uninhabited and is part of a marine park that is protected and used as an elite scuba and snorkeling area.  It can be yours for just $1.1 million.

What will you do with the island once it’s yours?

37 thoughts on “Fantasy Island”

  1. Rise and Go Native, Baboons,

    Is this the picture of the actual island? How often do you see an island with square corners? Are there no currents around it?

    I am just back from my own island—a polymer clay weekend in NE Minneapolis with a dozen other people. I am assuming this island would be habitable so it would include the following:

    Helicopter pad for easy in and out access,
    My own modest 3 room, open-concept castle (living space, bathroom, my bedroom) with the latest updates in comfort, cooking (including a chef), and entertainment, including solid WiFi connection,
    My subscriptions of Netflix and Hulu
    Baboon You Tube Playlist of music
    Massage therapist with table
    A separate polymer clay and art studio
    Chaise Lounge and umbrella on the beach.

    That should do it. After all, if I have the $1.1 mil for the island, the entire project will be all about me and whatever I want.

    Given who I am, I would give it 4 days until I was bored and ready to come back to my real island—the back yard which is approaching garden season. The snow has disappeared sufficiently to go open my cold frame this afternoon, then prepare the soil for early seeds. 🎉

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    1. Yes, this is the actual island in the picture. It’s in a bay off of Palermo off of Sicily so probably is not getting the kind of ocean currents if it were further out.


  2. I’m thinking a nice little ferry service which will require a dock. And then I’ll need to fix up the house and I’ll need several bedrooms for all of my friends to visit me. And I think right after that we’ll have to have a big patio with lot of citrus trees for shades for sitting out and reading and contemplating life.

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  3. My only concern would be fresh water. Is there a well or spring on the island? I suppose you could collect rainwater. I am not sure how arid that part of Italy is.


  4. I looked up some more photos, and am surprised that it’s uninhabited – looks like a bunch of houses in some photos…

    I hope there’s an old Victorian era house that can be refurbished, and I’ll copy VS about lots of bedrooms for all the guests that will want to visit. Also a cleaning person. Apricot and fig trees, full garden, and chickens, again with staff. I think it should be a Baboon Retreat part of the year…

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      1. …of course you could be employing the old double-blind gambit. Where is the last place you’d expect to find a secret submarine lair? Under a solar-powered flashing buoy, naturally.

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  5. I’ve thought about this off and one during the day and have come to the realization that I don’t want an island all to myself. This is kind of weird since I would probably score 10/10 on the introvert scale, but that’s how I’m feeling today.

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  6. I, too, have looked at this photo several times, and I’ve reached the conclusion that my imagination is not sufficiently stimulated by what looks like a pretty desolate place to me. I love the blue ocean, and the idea of snorkeling around in it is appealing, but really nothing else is. I keep looking at it and thinking, why would anyone want to plunk down $1.1 million for that?

    Give me a small cabin on a lake in northern Minnesota or Wisconsin, and I’ll be good to go. It needn’t be anything fancy. In fact, I don’t want it to be fancy, just a comfortable place with a fireplace or wood burning stove. Someplace you can while away the summer, foraging for berries and other edibles in the woods; fishing, breaking bread and taking saunas with friends who visit from time to time. Sitting by the fire at night, sipping a nice glass of wine while listening to the loons, or lying on your back staring at the night sky, and on lucky nights, the Northern Lights. (In this fantasy there are no mosquitoes, so don’t even think about it.)

    I consider myself so unbelievably fortunate to have had the good fortune to enjoy parts of every summer for forty-five years as the guest of friends who generously shared their cabins in various places. Nirvana.

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