The experience I made with Airbnb this time wasn’t unfortunately as pleasant as usually, although at the beginning everything looked so welcoming. Imagine the smiling host that asks you to feel free and pick some oranges in the garden...which I never did, actually, but it was a really beautiful gesture... Jackie gave me a very warm welcome. She even told me to feel free to use her washing machine - and I especially appreciated that. People staying in Jackie´s place are free to cook in her kitchen, a possibility that I didn´t practically use, because I prefer to eat out and discover the local cuisine. I love her two cute dogs, Pearl and Fudge. They come to say hello to me every morning in my room and it was what made my mornings...:) I cannot be happier with my work that enables me to become digital nomad for 4 months per year. Normally I prefer to stay longer at the same place, observe how people live and become part of local everyday life. And basically, I need 3 things to feel all right. The description of the Teresa suite seemed to be perfect. A. A quiet place to work. True: the description doesn´t promise a silent oasis, but at the same time none of the previous clients have mentioned this specific topic. And believe me, staying in this suite (which in itself is beautiful) is the same as if you camped on a busy road with the buses going around your head. There is no way to watch a movie on your computer: either you hear 60% of what is said, or you have to put the volume so high that it is disturbing for other people in the house - on the same first floor there are two other rooms rented, these two do not face the road, therefore they must be much calmer, I guess. No way to open the window and have the room flooded by sun as it looks on the photograph, it is just too busy, dusty and dark. I am a good sleeper and the heaviest traffic stops around 9pm, so the overnight was ok for me. Once I had to make an urgent call at 11.45pm that took basically 2 minutes (and I knew everyone was still awake in the house, the light still on in the room next to me, J. speaking downstairs). I had to speak loudly because you don’t hear your own voice in the suite. And instantly I got a polite and freezing message from J. asking me to low my voice. It seemed to me to be quite exaggerated in this context. And I definitely stopped feeling comfortable and started to admit it to myself. B. Well functioning internet. One of the main reasons why I chose this suite was the big wooden table where I could spend my time working several hours per day. But it turned out to be impossible: The Internet was not working properly...