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Beyond Couchsurfing

The cool thing about Couchsurfing is that it’s totally unpredictable. You can end up being hosted in a rustic shack, sleeping on the floor, or in a mansion with 6 bathrooms and a jacuzzi… Or on a sail boat.

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This 45-foot steel boat has been my home for a few days in Ensenada, Baja California. No worries, just chilling out on the deck at sunset, sipping a cold beer with Randy, the Canadian owner. He traded his house for that boat and he set sails south until he decided to settle here for a while.
There’s nothing better than sleeping in a comfy cabin rocked by the slow movement of the swells. And my memories went right back to the Atlantic crossing, a few years ago, when the waters were not this calm and the boat not this big.

Sometimes Couchsurfing is not even needed. You meet someone, you two become friends and get invited to spend the night in a warm place.
Last Christmas Eve, for instance, being stranded in Loreto, with my couchsurfer nowhere to be found, I seemed to be doomed to celebrate alone. But then you stumble across a local DJ who knows an American family… And it turns out they are happy to meet a traveller and have him sitting at the same table, sharing food and stories.

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And why not spending Christmas day up on the mountains where they own a land, watering their vegetable garden, learning about raw food and alkaline diets, playing the guitar around a bonfire and sleeping in a camper van?

Not to mention the hotel room I got to stay in for free because the owner is a couchsurfer. It happened a few weeks ago in the dusty town of Guerrero Negro.

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Oh, and it came with a guided private tour of the world’s largest salt basins. And the food at the restaurant… Delicious. Sometimes it doesn’t feels so bad to be a regular tourist!

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Aaah, ain’t life beautiful?