Did anyone else grow up watching Swiss Family Robinson?

Because I definitely did. When we lived in Uzbekistan it was one of the five movies we owned. I always imagined that one day I would live just like them…find a tropical island somewhere and build a sophisticated tree house with indoor plumbing made out of bamboo. Race ostriches. Fight pirates. Find a dashing man also shipwrecked on the island to fall in love with (yes, I am doing some role reversal, but in the movie they only had boys, so a little creative editing was necessary.) It was a really good plan.

But in recent times I have discovered that my plan has a few logistical problems:

1. It is really hard to organize your own shipwreck

2. Actually, it is rather difficult to arrange sailing on the high seas in a wooden vessel to begin with

3. There is always the danger of shipwrecking on the Wrong Sort of island

4. There is a shortage of proper pirates these days

5. I have very limited skill in bamboo plumbing

After taking all of these difficulties into consideration, and engaging in a long internal struggle, I am sad to announce that I have officially abandoned my dream of being a Swiss Family Robinson. 

But never fear! I still have the aspiration of being either Maid Marian or Fraulein Maria to fall back on.

[Editor’s note: the above explosion of randomness was the result of intense procrastination following two days of serious studying which succeeded in frying the author’s brain beyond recovery. Thank you.]