In London working with organisational cultural change - and thought it would be really nice to live local like last time, and found an Airbnb place 5 minutes walk from the venue. Ending up waiting in vain for the girl who were supposed the rent out her apartment, and finding out that a man is living in the announced flat, and he knows nothing about Airbnb or someone "renting out" his apartement.
Standing there on the street at 20.30, having been up since 3 in the morning, been doing workshop from 9.30-17.30, tired, no place to sleep, and starting to feel cold, and Airbnb doesn't get back to me with the help they promise, even thought I call them four times.
But luckily I'm not changing my mobile provider until Friday, so having "3 Like Home" make me able to surf the internet actively when searching for adresses, phone numbers, hotels, and directions. And getting some great help and moral support from two young women at a café, who ends up giving me their number offering me to return, in case I need anything further.
Not a good experience but grateful after all for 3. They might connect me poorly at home, but they
Standing there on the street at 20.30, having been up since 3 in the morning, been doing workshop from 9.30-17.30, tired, no place to sleep, and starting to feel cold, and Airbnb doesn't get back to me with the help they promise, even thought I call them four times.
But luckily I'm not changing my mobile provider until Friday, so having "3 Like Home" make me able to surf the internet actively when searching for adresses, phone numbers, hotels, and directions. And getting some great help and moral support from two young women at a café, who ends up giving me their number offering me to return, in case I need anything further.
Not a good experience but grateful after all for 3. They might connect me poorly at home, but they
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