Standing outdoors the closed door of the bar, I could hear a din inside. I took a deep breath and walked in, battling via the crush of tanned, tousled yacht crews of assorted nationalities. Hearing a British voice, I tried to speak to the younger girl it belonged to however she gave me the chilly shoulder. So I pushed my approach to the bar to order a drink.
For me, being alone in nature is eery. (As much as I’d sorta like to do the Wild, I would by no means even take into account it.) I’m rather more in my consolation zone as a giant city solo traveler. Safety in numbers, I guess. This metropolis was designed by Leonardo DaVinci. Built on marshes and canals, this city is like no different. Once you’re right here, you may catch a boat to the St. Mark’s Square. Here, you’ll be able …Continue reading