There are many of us who dream about selling all our stuff, quitting our jobs, and running away to Paradise. This is a story about one couple who made that dream come true. The author shares what it feels like to experience ultimate freedom, and outlines the steps they took to get there. The story includes tales from their travels, social commentary on the state of today's American society, and a simple financial plan that will benefit anyone, regardless of their future goals. Throughout the narrative the reader is treated to dolphins and manatees, pelicans and osprey, blue skies, blue water and white sand beaches. Tropical music plays a role as well. Read how music inspired them to execute their plan. Follow along as they transform from everyday working drones to carefree boat bums and beachcombers. This book will make you rethink how you look at life, and money.
Genre: SELF-HELP / GeneralApproaching 10,000 copies sold in English speaking countries. Reached #2 in the Happiness category and #8 in Social Sciences. Currently 10th and 30th.
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I live the greatest life that’s ever been lived.
There is a song by the Zac Brown Band where Jimmy Buffett himself sings, “Wrote a note said be back in a minute. Bought a boat and I sailed off in it.” Well, I did just that. Now I am the happiest person on the face of the earth.
If there is anyone who can truly claim to live the life that Jimmy sings about, it is me. You can too. I have a story to tell, from nuts and bolts to anecdotes. The how-tos and the why-fors of achieving a dream life are in these pages.
Come on along. Enjoy the ride.
The Good Life
What’s so great about living on a boat? What’s so special about my life in particular you ask? Let’s consider a typical day in the life of the happiest guy in the world.
As I write, I’m sitting on the back of my yacht. The boat is anchored in a slice of Eden known as Pelican Bay. She’s nestled snugly between the beautiful island of Cayo Costa and the patch of sand and mangroves named Punta Blanca Island. The sun is shining in an impossibly crystal blue sky. It’s eighty-four degrees, the water is flat and clear, and I just cracked open an ice cold beer.
I’ve got my feet propped up on the transom. It’s time to reflect on my day. It’s Happy Hour, after five but before sunset.
Before dawn this morning, I took my coffee in this same spot, same pose as a matter of fact. There was just enough light to make out the dolphins nearby hunting for breakfast. Those I didn’t see I could still hear each time they surfaced for air. It was still, peaceful and quiet. The lack of noise is profound.
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