In January 2020, my boss informed me to block out the last week of February in her calendar for vacation, as she was going to Mexico. As I looked out the windows in our office, I saw the gray Chicago sky and the dirty snow piled on the ground. I thought about how cold and miserable it is in late January, and how in February I usually feel like I can’t take another day of it. I thought, “I want to go somewhere warm in February.”