There's something about a hot tub spa experience that makes a person feel warm. Add another person in the equation and you have the perfect Valentine outing. You can steam up some romance while basking in the steam-or if you haven't had much time to talk lately. This is a terrific way to float stress away while muscles relax and you bask in uninterrupted time.

Here are three places I've been myself, and darn, I wish I lived closer to at least one of them. Our bathtub isn't big enough for two.

Ten Thousand Waves in Santa Fe, New Mexico offers private hot tubs set out in the woods among the pinion trees. Everything is provided from plush robes to lotions to hair dryers after you soak for 55 minutes. Turn up the luxury factor by adding a massage or a spa treatment. You also can stay here. Not only are there Japanese style baths, but there are Japanese style accommodations.

At the Spring City Resort in Peitou near Taipei, you can rent a private spa room by the hour. The hotel website doesn't list the hot tub only rooms, but I know they are available. I've been there. I've been in the hot tubs. Articles about spas in Peitou, a premier hot spring area of Taiwan, also list Spring City Resort as having hot tubs so I know this is something I didn't imagine way back when. The mineral hot spring tub experience can be coupled with a feast afterwards. The buffet at the resort's hotel is superb. I remember the eating part as much as I remember the soaking.

Glen Ivy Hot Springs's Day Spa mineral baths aren't exactly private. You sit in your private bath while your honey (or friend) sits in another and other people soak in theirs. Even so, the romance can build because this is a destination place where you can swim in the pool, get a massage or some other spa treatment, slather mud on each other, rinse off and then soak some more. Named oof the top "25 spas in North America" by the National Geographic Traveler Magazine, this place is located in Corona, California , a doable easy drive from Los Angeles. Glen Ivy has other locations as well.

Recently, I had the chance to visit Carlsbad Caverns National Park with my wife and my father. Driving from my grandmother's house in El Paso, Texas, we reached the Caverns, located in southern New Mexico's dusty Chihuahuan Desert, in about 3 hours. Carlsbad -- immense, colorful, and magical -- contains 113 caves, formed over millions of years as sulfuric acid dissolved the surrounding limestone. The result is 2 miles of majestic, creepy, underground adventure -- that feels like you're exploring a very unruly planet. I had no idea what to expect before arriving. It doesn't really matter, though, because no amount of preparation can get you ready for the enormity and the unusual beauty of the Caverns.

Happily, we managed to time our trip on the 90th Birthday of the country's National Park System. Boy oh boy, that cake was good!

Some of you may take exception with calling Carlsbad Caverns a Hidden Gem. The Caverns see 500,000 visitors a year; are the jewel in the crown of America's cave systems; and have had starring roles in various Hollywood films -- so they're clearly a Gem. However, they're remote, dark, and underground, so I'm going to call them Hidden.

Recently, my wife and I spent a long weekend in Florida's Lower Keys. Often overlooked in favor of their more famous neighbors (Marathon and, of course, Key West), the Lower Keys offer untamed landscapes, brilliant beaches, outdoor adventure, and the best stargazing in Florida. Personally, we were there to participate in the Lower Keys Underwater Music Festival.

In an effort to increase the "special quotient" for our weekend, I made reservations for us at the Little Palm Island Resort and Spa, which Zagat rates as the best Hotel Dining Room in the Southeast and the third best in the Nation. The Resort is so exclusive, visitors are ferried to the Resort in the all-teak Miss Margaret. If you want to have a romantic, memorable dinner in the Keys, this is the place to go.

This week, humanity witnessed the (nearly) unprecedented: the dreaded 6/6/6 came and went fairly innocuously. Some people celebrated by desecrating churches. One woman celebrated by giving birth to a baby at 6 in the morning...that weighed 6.66 pounds. Some kids in Jersey celebrated by staying home from school.

I didn't do any of that silly stuff. What did I do? My plan was devilishly simple: I went to Hell.