The word paradise is something people will associate with different things dependent on religious views, age etc. To me, paradise is nothing else than the tourist thing. I haven't traveled too much compared to some people I know, but then again I've traveled a lot more than other people I know, so that's very individual as well.
So far Boracay Beach is as close as I've come to paradise. I've been there thrice, two of them last year when I went to the Philippines with Jeff (my best friend. This is a trip I'll mention constantly, fyi), and once when I went with Jeff the year before. Boracay is just amazing. You can do anything or nothing there. Jet Ski is a definite favourite, and I've done it like four times (better than sex, I swear). During day you can shop, do water sports or other cool things, and during night there are several other things that can be done, won't be mentioning personal experiences, heah.
What I liked the best about Boracay wasn't the beaches, sports and cheap shops though. No, the people who lived there. The entire beach just had a youthful, relaxing and groovy - if it's still legal to use this word - atmosphere. Many nights when I can't sleep, or if I'm sad or bored or whatever, I think about my time in the Phils and perhaps especially the things we did and people we met at Boracay. Either way, it's a dream of mine to travel a lot around the world as I grow older, not all of them being paradises, but I'll definitely be keeping my eyes open for hidden pearls. Here are some pictures you can enjoy (all googeled).