When you travel, you meet people. Specially if you are traveling alone.

Many of you have stories of people you’ve met, how you were best buddies in a blink, and then followed your own path as your travels set you apart. You may even have some of these friends on Facebook, I still do. And yes, we all know we won’t see them again.

I want to talk today about one of those missed encounters. It was not a question of culture or language. It was an honest mistake. Continue reading “Missed Encounter: Venice”