My trip to Khris’s house started out bumpy, but I’ll state now that it ended better than it started. First, the highlights: you could not be closer to the Sagrada Familia. The metro connects you easily to Plaça Catalunya, Las Ramblas, the airport etc. The flat is so close to La Sagrada it’s unimaginable. There are two lovely parks in front of the place and the neighborhood feels very safe. I’m a solo traveler, so safety’s always a concern, but I can honestly say the area felt good. Now in my own experience, and I cannot say this is a reoccurring circumstance (especially now), my arrival was unfortunate. Essentially, I got lost, despite clear directions from Khris. I will admit she gave the best directions over email one could and made several suggestions etc. so for that I am thankful. However, my cell phone could not connected to the Barcelona WiFi so the last message I sent the host was when I was on the bus and getting to the metro. Well, by the time I got out of the metro it was dark and I couldn’t situate which direction was which. In a panic, I rushed all around La Sagrada Familia and the parks and asked a dozen strangers where I could find our specified meeting spot. Finally, about 40 minutes after the fact, I got to the spot and Khris approached me. She was so upset that she had been waiting for me so long that for a moment I thought she wasn’t going to let me stay. I felt terrible, I apologized continuously for the inconvenience and tried to explain I was lost. She was not hearing it. She could not understand how I could have gotten lost and inconvenienced her. From then on she was very passive aggressive: when we went upstairs she brought this incident up 4 more times and even went as far as to tell the other AIRBNB guest about how I had imposed upon her life and they scoffed and even laughed at how it was impossible for someone to get lost. She came to my room numerous times to give me directions I didn’t ask for because she claimed I “get lost easily.” It was all done with smiles, but nonetheless a condescending undertone. I felt terrible and tried my best to stay out of her way the next day and finally on my last day we were able to have a calm chat about the situation. I explained that it really was an accident and I, again, apologized for this inconvenience. She explained she was a mix of frustrated and worried about me and I think we left it with a better understanding of one another’s perspectives. My departure ended better than my arrival and I think we can call our bump in the road a part of life that is expected when strangers do not know each other well and meet in unideal circumstances. Stay for the location, the...