my name is Erica. I live in Atlanta.


It’s that time of year again. Winter. Florida girls (especially those of us who spent two-thirds of their life without experiencing the existence of snow) revere winter as unreality. I am still in disbelief that people choose to live in cold climates. Thank goodness Georgia is mild and I can get by with quick trips back to the motherland and daydream about visiting my sister in Hawaii. She’s a smart one, my sister. Why doesn’t everyone move to Hawaii? How to beat the winter blues? Lots of Elvis in Hawaii movies and fare alerts on Kayak set to Honolulu.