About the time you put this thread up, I was at Franny's saying, "I bet it's awfully quiet on SoWal right now..."
It's not quiet anymore, but I'm pouting. I'm glad to be home (and I still love being greeted by the Blue Ridge every time I come back,) but I'm sorry I'm not there. I wish I had a couple of days to sit on the beach and read trashy books. I wish I had been able to eat at Amore's tonight. I wish I had gone surfing at some point this weekend.
At the end of the Chronicles of Narnia, when they're in the book's version of heaven, they can stand in the mountains of Narnia and look across and see their home in England. The "further up and further in" they go, the closer they are to all the places they loved when they were alive. I think C.S. Lewis got it right...it would be heaven to see the white sand and clear water of SoWal from my home in the foothills and vice-versa.