Venice, Italy. I hadn’t planned to have five open days in Europe, and to be very honest, I wasn’t excited about it. The plans I had for this time had fallen through, leaving me heavy-hearted with the time on my hands. Traveling solo sounded more daunting than exciting, but Italy had been on the bucket list and something told me the magical country wouldn’t let me regret it. I booked flights on a Wednesday and was stepping off the train in Venice six days later. The city actually sparkles. The glimmer of the water, the gondolas, the glint in the…