A word about Couchsurfing.
I first learned about couchsurfing a few years ago when I was scanning gumtree for potential sublet opportunities. It struck me as an irresponsible thing to consider — a breeding ground for potential kidnappers and rapists. I immediately dismissed the idea and went on living my life, pining away all the while with desire to one day venture to Australia. Two years go by. I’ve finally purchased the plane ticket to Sydney and everyone in close proximity to me is freaking out. My mother suggests, “You should look into finding a friend down there to show you around.” I suddenly remembered the idea of couchsurfing, and forgetting my previous notions, it struck me as a brilliant idea. I joined the official CS website and attended a local CS meeting and started sending out requests. That’s how I found Jim. I was slow to send requests to guys at first simply due to the solo-girl-in-a-new-continent fact and the safety considerations that come with it, but he had the highest praise out of other Sydney hosts, including the thumbs up from multiple female travellers, so I figured I’d be in good hands. I arrived in Sydney, stayed in a hostel the first few nights, and met up with Jim on my second evening. I met a bunch of his friends, another couchsurfer, and we headed out to a rugby game. In my short two days that I couchsurfed with Jim, he took me to the fish market, South Head, and Bondi Beach, I met Melissa and Raquel, and we spent Easter together (in the form of a pub crawl – ssh). I then left Sydney and did a small tour of Australia, including Canberra, Melbourne, Brisbane, and the Gold Coast. But I got along so well with Jim, Raquel, and Melissa that I decided to pay them another visit before heading to New Zealand (plus Switchfoot was playing a show in Sydney…) Anyway. I stayed with Jim for another 5 days and hung out a great deal with Raquel during that time. I also had a firsthand celebration of ANZAC day as Sam and Jim are in the Australian Navy. And, finally, I left Sydney and moved on to New Zealand. I’ve been back in the US for almost three months. In that time, I’ve stayed in pretty good contact with both Raquel and Jim, if only through Facebook chat and the occasional text. I’ve missed both of them a great deal, and Melissa posted a photo of the gang out without me, and commented on my absence. Jim said he was planning on “swinging by” North America next year after...
hey, let’s open the door and get some culture
Our first couchsurfers came yesterday. I was a little unsure as to what to expect — two young British guys who just finished a year at MIT but otherwise go to Cambridge — that could mean any number of things: frat boys, extremely smart but lacking in social skills, etc. But as soon as I met them, I liked them instantly. For one: They brought wine, which was far above my expectations and I regret not doing that for my hosts. They’re extremely courteous, make excellent conversation, and are genuinely curious about what makes Nashville awesome. I regret not having much free time to spend with them, but Allison took them on a tour like a pro and it sounded like the perfect itinerary for a couple of “blokes” with one full free day to spend here — I’ll have to steal it when I entertain some future guests of ours. It really is like traveling without traveling. Part of what I loved about my trip was meeting people from all over the world and learning about other cultures, the perceptions and misconceptions about one another’s countries– and couchsurfing (especially on the hosting end) is a more economical way to do the same. I only surfed 5 or 6 times, but it was enough to know that there isn’t always chemistry between surfer and host, or a “spark”, if you will — but this one has definitely been one of my top CS experiences. I hope to catch up with these guys back in the UK someyear. I’ve tried to maintain the traveler’s mindset since I’ve been back, that I’m only passing through, and trying to view the landscape as someone from another part of the world would. It definitely enriches the mundane day-to-day sort of things. I am enjoying being around some of my favorite people in Nashville, but I will always be ready for whatever adventure comes around the bend and leave it all again. This entry is limping along and I regret not being able to convey my emotions accurately into words. Maybe it has something to do with working so much these last 2 weeks and not having enough time for reflection, reading, things that expand the mind, etc, as I did when I was spending 3-4 hours a day in transit of some sort. Tomorrow we’re shooting a commercial in my kitchen....