If I was filthy rich and didn't even need to worry about managing my investments I would definitely settle down in French Polynesia. At least that's what I would like to believe, maybe I would get bored out of my mind after a year or two there.
My mother is from there. It is the fucking paradise. At the horizon, the infinite sky is melting with the deep blue ocean. You can see so far that the big ships are falling behind the horizon limit. It feel like the time stopped. You feel infinity and eternity. It's like being on heroin all the time.
People are extremely nice and peaceful too.
Why the fuck am I staying in France. I hate French people so much (the food is good though).