Coming into the 2016 holiday rush, our family of four (mom, dad, plus two young boys) were concerned about finding the perfect place to stay for one month. I felt I spent a thousand hours looking at AirBnB. As fate would have it, Ashley came into our lives. And what usually would be typical stories of stressful and exhausting holidays that can be both tragic and comedic starring somebody like Chevy Chase, our Dec-Jan turned out to be the most restful and comfortable one month we've had in a long, long time. Why? This unit was what we love about a true home (clean, quiet, central, and the right amount of space -- this is important if you have two very active boys aged 7 and 3).
The registration, check-in, support, communication, and other matters between host and guest were smooth. Ashley and her collegue, Eli, could not have been nicer and undertanding (we explained our personal reasons why we needed the unit to be almost clinically sterile -- they worked double time just to accommodate this request). Plus, the ease of exchanging messages felt like we were old friends.
As we checked out, my wife and I realized we were thinking the same thing -- that, sigh, our vacation was over. Thank goodness there will always be Ashley.