It’s one of the most lovey dovey days of the year. Restaurants are filled with couples, stores are hawking cuddly bears and calorie busting chocolates and red roses are being sold by the shopping cart. While many of us live for this day, there are some, single or not, who dread Valentine’s Day with a passion. Instead of welcoming all the mushy times, many of us would simply love nothing more than to get away from it all and spend most of our time imagining that we’re on the furthest reaches of the globe.
During my Bah V-Day moments I imagined myself running away to Amsterdam to stuff myself with stroopwafels or in Dublin bar drowning my sorrows in a cold Guinness. Surely other out there have just felt like running away to some exotic land and lying low until cupid and his little arrow go back to wherever the hell they came from. I know someone out there feels me on this soooo….
What far off place would be your refuge from V-Day and why? Are you escaping to somewhere cupid fee this year?