Sometimes, romantic getaways run like this: you’re walking through a mall thinking you just can’t bear the thought of chipping chunks of ice off your windshield any longer. All you desire is to be tangled up in a hammock, somewhere—anywhere. Or maybe you want nothing more than to lollygag on a secret beach far from the hordes; just you and your lovely, noshing on crab cakes and cervezas, letting the rhythm of waves anesthetize you both until the sun slides over the ocean. And then you see that travel poster…