Just when you think it's safe to pack your bikini away, winter kicks short-term memory right in its gelatinous ass, and the beaches of Hawaii, L.A.'s far-western suburb, call.
When she calls, I don't pick up, I pack up.
I love the Garden Island of Kauai, where you can spend the morning basking in the sun on the southern beaches of Poipu, hike the North Shore's scarily steep Nā Pali coast and find the Jurassic...
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