Living in New York in February is the worst. Every restaurant is packed with couples. Awkward single red roses hover off the edge of tiny cafe tables. There's no chocolate to buy within a 50-mile radius. Even now, as a newlywed, I can't come to terms with the idea of this holiday.
I try as hard as I can to avoid New York City during Valentine's Day, imagining instead that I'm on the furthest reaches of the globe.
The HuffPost Travel community had similar feelings when we opened up on a shared confusion of this heart-y holiday on out social accounts.
"@huffposttravel: Where would you go to avoid Valentine's Day if you could hop on a plane right now?" - North Norway to see Aurora borealis— Richard Fennell (@RichyFennell) February 11, 2013
Galapagos Islands RT @huffposttravel: Where would you go to avoid Valentine's Day if you could hop on a plane right now?— nvanfilmgirl (@nvanfilmgirl) February 11, 2013
"Sailing on a dhow" - Janet R.
"It's summer down there." - Agnes C.
"Cold and all alone. Perfect!" - John H.
From Gloria P.
"On a private island." - Sandra R.
"Surely there is no Valentine's Day there." - Joan A.
"It's more like if flights were available..." - Cristina P.
From Tracy D.
From Paulina Z.
"Solitude, Virgin Islands. My dream home someday." - Christi M.
From Liz K.
"That'll do it!" - Toshya N.
"I would take my husband to Paris!" - Glenys S.
"On a sailboat on the Mediterranean! Preferably Croatia or Greece." - Colleen M.
"ST. BARTS!!!" - Lauren D
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