Have you ever dreamed of living in a tree house?

Question

I have ever since I saw Robinson Crusoe when I was a kid.

Answer 1

YES!! i sent you the link to a cool website about treehouses for adults. i think it would be wonderful to own a home like this.

Answer 2

Yes! A really cool one, like a mix between Robinson Crusoe and the hut from the Blue Lagoon, Ewok Village and the Elves' place in LOTR all rolled up into one!

Answer 3

As a lad I never had a tree house but it was always a dream. I suppose, in some ways, the dream was realised much later.

I stayed at Dahab in the Sinai Peninsular just a couple of months before the Israelis finally pulled out in the early 80's. The military had all but left their camp. What they couldn't take with them they bulldozed into the ground.

Apart from a few small Bedouin houses and shanty huts there was little else save an odd collection of little inter-linked booths constructed from date palms that were available to the traveller. I stayed a night in one but found that they offered little security from the Bedouins marauding donkeys and goats.

Next morning I managed to negotiate the use of a garage sized stone built hut, complete with a door. The hut had tin sheets over three quarters of the roof which meant that you could cook in the open corner and the smoke from the fire would freely exit. Having secured this (comparative) luxury dwelling I set out to explore the surrounding area, including the abandoned army camp.

Imagine my delight when I discovered a mattock. With my newly aquired tool I set about "prospecting", perhaps foolishly ignoring signs regarding the possibility of there being live ammunition in the area. My first find was a bench seat from a truck which became my very comfortable bed. Over the suceeding days and weeks I discovered many other useful items of "hidden treasure", hauling it back to my pied-a-terre. Bits of furniture, cooking pots and utensils. Sometimes something purely to decorate.

When not out prospecting, I could snorkel in the clear waters immediately outside the hut. The vibrant colours of the fish around the coral still thrills me.

In the Bohemian culture of the place at that time, barter was common amongst the folk travelling through. If you had a useful product to barter it was your financial ticket to being able to remain a little longer. I took a trip to Sharm-el-sheikh where there was still a NAFFI store open to the public. Few goods remained - there were swaithes of empty shelves. However, I managed to fill my rucksack, full to the brim, with candles. The selected items were an instant hit back in Dahab.

Quite a lot of flotsam and jetsam would wash up on the shoreline and I would rise early to glean wood debris and lay it out in the sun to dry. It would normally be ready for burning after a couple of days. Plastic containers would also wash up. We would cut the base from a container to make a shallow dish. In the dark evenings we would melt the stub ends of our candles and fix them to the plastic dish. We would then launch them into the calm sea and the tide would gently draw them across the Gulf of Aqaba towards Saudi Arabia. Those mellow lights bobbing up and down in the sea were a lovely sight to behold.

Not quite the tree house - but it satisfied my childhood fantasy and the sheer escapeism remains vivid in my memory nearly thirty years later.

Answer 4

You are two cool...I've always wanted to have my own island and live in a tree house...wild animals as pets...and a boat to get me to the main land when I run outta biodegradable toilet paper..hehe!
Once I saw the tree from Swiss Family Robinson at Disneyland when I was little and the movie...I was so hooked.. I love it so much I have the video.
(I like tarzan movies to for that same reason!)
The closest I ever got to having my own tree house..was a fort underneath our house..but somehow the insulation just wasn't as nice to lay on as and bed made outta branches and leaves...
quite itchy..hehe

SmileyCat : )

Answer 5

I lived in one for a week. It was great. It was like a cross between camping out and living like a hippie. Sadly, there was no plumbing or electricity. I died of heat during the day, and froze at night. Nothing beats the great outdoors, even though it was kind of lame.

Answer 6

I have always dreamed of getting shipwrecked on a deserted island. It must have been too much Gilligan's Island when I was younger.

Answer 7

i used to have one

Answer 8

no
I've always wanted one to play in though.
I'm getting alittle old for it though lol.
=^)