Life I Travel

AirBnbs Are What Introverts’ Nightmares Are Made Of

Why am I doing this to myself?

Alex Rosado
4 min readNov 22, 2022

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Photo by Meg Jenson on Unsplash

AirBnbs used to be a great idea. Renting a room you don’t use or your apartment while away was a great way to travel on a budget for many people. Sure, some places were better than others, and it didn’t come with hotel regulations, but it worked.

Nowadays it became a lucrative business slowly killing tourist cities. People invest in apartments to rent them as Airbnbs instead of long-term rentals. It leads to situations such as Venise, where there are more Airbnbs than there are apartments for locals to live in.

I’m guilty to say that I still use Airbnbs for stays longer than 5 days. Why? The kitchen. Solely the kitchen. I’m not made of money, I can’t eat out three times a day for a week or more.

Coming to Dublin, I’ve decided to take the Airbnb route until I could find long-term accommodation — a challenge in itself here. I knew I had to share a space for a few weeks, but I forgot how it felt like.

My host is very nice. He communicated well with me, is reactive, and was welcoming. He picked up my (heavy) luggage and carried it up the stairs to the bedroom. He gave me the keys, the wifi code, showed me how to open the front door (spoilers, it’s like a lot of other front doors), assigned me a food shelf in the fridge and that was it.

Good enough, I thought. I was tired, and I figured I could just ask later if anything came to mind. I went on with my day, unpacking, laying on the bed, and finally going out to get some food.

It wasn’t until 8:30 pm that I panicked as, starving, I went to the kitchen to microwave a pre-cooked meal. No microwave in sight, but what seemed like two ovens on the wall. How the heck needs two ovens of the same size, one above the other?

I texted my host, asking if they had a microwave. 10 minutes, no answers. I’m hungry and alone in the kitchen. 15 minutes, still nothing. I call my husband, ask for his opinion: should I knock on their bedroom? Is it okay to do that?

He reminds me of the outrageous amount I paid to be here and encourages me to do it. “I’ll stay on the phone with you if it makes you feel better”.

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Alex Rosado

Oversharer. French. Occasional critic. A bit dramatic but still figuring things out