For the last nine years, my husband, Hank, was a middle school principal on Madison's west side. Our Delavan Lake home was 65 miles south, and during the 2013/2014 school year, he used airbnb to stay two to three nights a week in Madison. It was a great alternative to leasing a place, which he had done for many years.
This year, he'll be working as a middle school principal in our community and I begin my second career as a high school special education teacher in the same district. Hank's experience with airbnb in Madison was so wonderful that we recently opened our Delavan Lake home to airbnb guests.
Having us as hosts means you are staying with people who have passed U.S. Department of Justice criminal background checks, including fingerprinting, a requirement for all public school educators. And if the safety factor wasn't enough, our three grown children say we are not nearly as boring as we used to be. Don't know if they've matured or if we've regressed. Either way, we take it as a compliment. We are mostly laid back, unless we're arguing about whose turn it is to let the dogs out.
When Hank isn't working, he is probably fishing or getting ready to go fishing. He's eager to host anglers. When I'm not teaching, I'm likely writing. A former reporter, I still freelance for a number of major media outlets. These days, my work is mostly Wisconsin-related travel and I'm happy to help guests plan activities.
Hank loves to hit historic points of interest when we we travel, and my goal is to wash our clothes at least once in a local laundromat. What better way to meet people who actually live there, right? My dream trip is to return to Okinawa, where I spent three wonderful years as a child. Hank wants to someday fish in the Amazon. Airbnb is going to help us get there.