I had a conversation yesterday with an acquaintance who rents out half of her 1940s duplex (a couple of blocks off Lower Greenville in the “M Streets” area of Dallas) to people who would rather not experience a locale by retreating at night to a hotel room. She uses an online service called airbnb.com to promote and book stays. As I am wont to do when presented with something of interest, I went exploring.
As I randomly selected places I might like to visit, I came across an interesting place in Albuquerque, an intriguing flat in The Bronx, and a one-bedroom flat in Portland, Oregon. We’re not giving up on couchsurfing, but I have to admit the lack of even the courtesy of a response to inquiries from several couchsurfing “hosts” has soured me a bit.
Ready to hit the road again, I am. Ready to hit the road.