The world is not made for odd numbers. Stop lights only really work well when the intersection can be cut evenly across, usually in fours but six will still work (at least it seems a tad bit less confusing than having no street directly across from you). Walk into any restaurant as a party of five and you’re either forced to squeeze into a table meant for four or spread out, awkwardly I might add, across a table meant for six. Conversations can be jumbled, lopsided and no longer linear. And managing to find acceptable hotel rooms without spending oodles of money? Forget about it.
When we set out to book rooms for our trip to Scotland, we were faced with the dreaded you-have-one-too-many-people-in-your-family situation. We couldn’t book a suite, as they’d only allow those rooms to go to a family of four. We could have booked two rooms, but then they couldn’t guarantee them connecting. I cannot imagine how that would’ve worked out if my husband and I were each confined to separate rooms early in the evening, cowering in the dark, afraid of startling sleeping children. Being stuck with the lights off, locked alone in a cold bathroom, both to avoid the searching eyes of little people and prevent making any sort of creeping noise (even a slight sock-footed shuffle) sort of takes the lifeblood right out of traveling to a certain degree.
Sure, the hotel room itself may not be the main reason that we’re out of our usual digs. It may not be what calls us to travel, but for this traveling tribe, it’s still an important part of the experience. The big one would prefer we just stay in hotels every day; in fact, the scent of a hotel may rank as one of her favorite smells (but they just don’t seem to sell that fragrance as a candle, I’ve checked).
So, back to Scotland. We were stuck. We couldn’t find a hotel room to fit our perfectly numbered, beautifully balanced, little family. At least not one that also didn’t cost us a painful amount of dollars or a ridiculous number of points.
Enter the Airbnb. We’ve never done it. No matter how many times we’ve gone here or there, we just haven’t (again, one of those reasons is we have enough hotel points to spend our dying days living in a hotel—granted, it wouldn’t be a luxury hotel, but still…you get where I’m going here). But faced with the fact that we had just scored some super cheap tickets to Scotland, we kind of had to figure something out. So we started hunting. I mean, we’d heard of other people doing it. And liking it. But we just didn’t have the motivation to figure it out ourselves. Until Scotland made us. And I’d say we’re quite glad it did.
Wondering what we thought the good and the bad were? Here’s a tidy little list to let you know.
Every curse is a blessing. That’s what they say right? Well, I guess this applies to Airbnbs too. After this first experience, we’ll definitely use them again. But all the time? No. Not yet. Our current thoughts are that when it’s just our immediate tribe of five, we’ll stick to Airbnbs in cities, but if it’s just the five of us and we’re looking for luxury, a resort, a Kid’s Club (because I guess I’d be ok if my littles headed out to make some friends and left me so so so lonely sipping a fruity, paper umbrella laden drink by the pool), a bit of pampering, then we’ll stick to hotels. We’ll stay flexible. We’ll mix it up. Because really, that’s what keeps life interesting after all, isn’t it?
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