“So where are you going to stay?” they inquired.
“Oh you know, on a strangers couch” I replied.
“What?!” they said with a look of disbelief.
“It’s called CouchSurfing” I continued, “Basically it is a giant social network of travelers and couches…”
This is a pretty typical conversation for me.
On my first overseas adventure I CouchSurfed quite a lot. Some of these CouchSurfing moments were through the CouchSurfing Project, which is a social network of travelers throughout the world. Last time I checked there were around 790,000 members signed up, of which roughly 57% offer their Couch/Spare Bed/Matress to weary travelers such as myself.
My first experience was CouchSurfing in San Jose, CA with an American guy by the name of Richard. Before leaving for the USA I contacted a few people who lived in San Jose (where I was going to see Relient K and Switchfoot perform) to see if I could stay on their couch. A few replied to say they were booked out, a few didn’t reply and (lucky for me) Richard replied and said that wouldn’t be a problem and I was more than welcome to come and stay with him.
We exchanged a few emails before I left on my flight and then on my first day in the USA I gave him a call to arrange a time when we could meet up, as I was heading down to San Jose the next day. He said he’d meet me at the train station and that was that.
The next day I jumped on the CalTrain and headed down to San Jose, I had no idea what was going to happen next…Richard met me at the station and took me to his apartment, when we arrived he gave me a set of keys and told me what the code was to the door into the apartment block. We arranged a time for dinner, and then…he left, to go back to work.
I was left sitting on his couch (which was super comfy) staring at his giant TV wondering if there was something wrong with him, which it turned out there wasn’t.
I stayed with Richard for 2 nights and you can read more about what I did in San Jose here.
This was my introduction to the CouchSurfing Project.
On my way back to Australia in January on the same trip I CouchSurfed again with Richard. He’d moved to San Francisco and welcomed me back. Again, he gave me a key to his apartment.
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On my second overseas trip I had a few days in Los Angeles, and figured that I should CouchSurf again. I sent out around a dozen requests and had lined up to stay with a couple in downtown Los Angeles. About a week before I was due to leave he sent me an email to say that he’d confused his dates and that he was going to be in San Francisco and hence unable to host me. I panicked a bit, but sent out a couple more requests.
Liz came to my rescue. Liz lived with 2 other people, all 3 of them in their 20s welcomed me into their home. Liz even picked me up from the airport! I stayed with them for 3 nights. The first night was spent sleeping as I’d arrived into LAX at 8pm.
The next day was Friday, I met Ryan who lived with Liz and had a quick chat with him as he was running late for work. Liz gave me some directions on how to get to The Grove and was also off to work. I spent the day chilling out. That night I headed out to a Mexican restaurant with the 3 people I was staying with and a bunch of their friends. When it came time for the bill to be paid I pulled out my wallet but they wouldn’t accept my money.
The next day was spent exploring LA and then a relaxed night as I was flying down to Mexico the next morning. I had a great chat with Ryan about a range of things from politics to life to MySpace vs Facebook etc…Part of our conversation went something like this:
Ken: “Do you know the number for a taxi”
Ryan: “Taxi? What do you need that for?”
K: “So I can get to the airport tomorrow”
R: “Don’t worry about the taxi, I’ll take you”
K: “My flight leaves at 8.30am”
R: “That’s no problem”
K: “I’d need to be there around 5, so we’d have to leave around 4.30…”
R: “No problem”
The next morning we got to the airport without any problems.
A lot of other interesting things happened in Los Angeles, stay tuned for a more detailed account.
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I’d planned to have a few days in San Francisco on my way back home. I’d actually arranged to meet up with Sebastien, one of the co-founders of CouchSurfing and was going to be surfing with Richard. It was all arranged and ready to go, I bought my plane ticket from Baltimore to San Francisco a couple of days before I was due to leave. The morning I was due to fly out I woke up early and jumped onto the airline website to check in online. For some reason it didn’t let me check in, so I tried again…still nothing. I double checked the confirmation number and date…WHOOPS. In my haste to purchase the plane tickets I bought them for the following day, I panicked. The good news was that I wasn’t going to miss my flights, the bad news was that I wouldn’t have accommodation in San Francisco any more…
I’d arranged it so I could get to San Francisco on the Wednesday, meet up with Richard and stay at his place on Wednesday and Thursday night, then fly back to Australia on the Friday night. Because Richard was going to be working late on Thursday night he wasn’t going to be around SF, and because I bought my tickets for Thursday I wouldn’t be able to meet him and get the key to his apartment. I was stranded.
Lucky for me there were around 2,800 registered couches in San Francisco, of these about 300 are “definitely” available, unless someone has already grabbed it. I sent out a lot of urgent requests that morning to find a place to stay. As a back up I looked at hostels, most of them were booked out :-S At this point I figured there was a chance I could end up sleeping with the homeless people…I was ok with that.
A few people replied promptly, which was good but the news was bad…their couch was taken.
After a couple of worrisome hours Gabriel answered my reply with a positive response. However he also mentioned that there were going to be about 10 other people staying at his apartment that night as well. But he informed me that it was huge! (And it was). He gave me the number of the CouchSurfer who looked after it for him (as he was currently in Washington DC and wasn’t going to be getting in until Friday).
I had to cancel my meeting with Sebastien which was a shame but at least I had a place to sleep. Walker (the guy looking after the apartment) picked me up from Market Street, which was quite an epic ordeal and took me back to the apartment. When we arrived he explained a few things. Firstly, he told me the code to the apartment block so I could get back in, then told me to never lock the door to the apartment when I left…even if no one else was there. This was so that people could come and go without needing a key.
A lot of other awesome stuff happened in the 36 hours that I had in San Francisco, stay tuned for a more in depth account.
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This has been my experience with The CouchSurfing Project thus far. I guess the thing I enjoy/like most about CouchSurfing is staying with locals. Nothing beats it. You get to meet interesting and like minded people, they can tell you about how to get around the local area, things to see, things to avoid, where to get a good beer, you get free accommodation and best of all you form friendships.
Is it safe? The site has safe guards in place to increase safety. They do advise you to use your common sense, if a situation doesn’t feel good then leave. There is a “reference system” and each member has a profile so you can get a feel for the person before you’ve even met them. Here are a few statistics at time of writing:
- 790,137 Members
- 231 Countries represented, (even Antarctica)
- 1,447,346 Positive Experiences
- Less than 1% Negative Experiences (99.792% of all experiences have been Positive)
- More Statistics at http://www.couchsurfing.com/statistics.html