Aruba was a favorite of our salesmen, back when I worked in the real world.
Any of several trips to Hawaii would be on the top of my list. On one trip we rented a house on the beach near North Shore [big waves!]. It came with all the comforts of home and a well-stocked library. It was also about fifteen steps from our back door to snorkeling in an underwater marine park.
We got a kick out of the family next door. Every day when dad got home from work, or in the late afternoon, the entire family would grab spears and snorkels and head into the water. Eventually they emerged from the water with a wide variety of fish, which were then BBQd. This was the routine every day we were there.