Pooka decided it was too cold to breathe. I mean, even the fish in the Florida Keys are freezing, literally, to death. Jumped on a non-stop flight Saturday morning and a few hours later Pooka is staring at glittering seas, reclined upon a white couch with lemon yellow pillows, one toe in a brilliantly blue-tiled splash pool. Staying at Capella in Ixtapa. Who knew getting out of the cold could be so easy.