The breeze is gently swaying the hanging bed, perched over a terraced hill, with views of three islands in the foreground. The South Pacific, an intoxicating mix of jade, turquoise and cobalt, is just a few steps down the stairs. Behind me is the pool with a mosaic, blue starfish in the bottom and lounge chairs—farther back, a three-bedroom, three-bath house...each room with its own view of this unspoiled paradise.
My "home away from home" is on a small, exotic island in the South Pacific. Most people in my adopted hometown of Asheville, North Carolina, don't really know where it is. On this side of the country, we tend to go toward the Caribbean or Europe.