A desert island is a very lonely place to live.

Sure, there are palm trees.

Of course, the beaches are blissfully deserted.

Coconuts aplenty.

But what is life without another to experience it with?

Just a memory. Maybe a photo or two.

Experiences are made when we can turn to our travelling companion and say: “I’m glad you’re here to share this with me.”

Or often just, “This is pretty nice, eh?”