BE MY GUEST
Our own version of Fair Trade:
Many years ago, on my first visit to the USA from Florence, I remember a piece of bumper-sticker wisdom that I have never forgotten:
Life comes in CANs, not in CAN’ts
In times of economic difficulties worldwide, we still believe that travelling should come in a CAN.
Because we are unable to help with airfare, we want to offer you hospitality:
Give us two hours of your time;
we’ll give you one night in the guest apartment of this Tuscan Medieval Villa. (Applicable to more nights).
It doesn’t matter if you are a lawyer or a welder, a secretary or an aerobic instructor, a comedian or a doctor:
to the Accidental Tourist, your time is equally worthy.
Here is how it works:
- Check out our https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/893408 (this link is just to see the photos and description)
- Tell us about you:
Are you a painter? Paint us a room. Are you a photographer? Take our family picture.
Are you a writer? Write a piece about our home. Are you a musician? Give us a private concert, we’ll invite friends over for dinner.
Are you a secretary? Teach us a useful program on the computer. A carpenter? Help us finish up our deck.
A cook? A masseuse? A Gardener? All skills are useful.
- Also tell us when you’d like to come, and for how many nights.
- We’ll arrange details, and make definitive plans.
You won’t forget the experience!
We can only offer this Trade to Accidental Tourists.
Majla, I hope this note finds you well. As I look through old photos & reflect on this year, I realize that our day with you may have been our best. It was beyond doubt the most meaningful to our daughter, Helen, about to leave for university. In a summer of tumult, she was so calm in your kitchen. So present, so taken by the kindness. She loved working with her hands. I think something shifted in her brain, or maybe her heart. When we left, she said to me on the walk home, “Steve is the happiest person I’ve ever met – She realized – he had designed his life. Lived as he wanted to live: fully, with richness, beauty, and kindness.” She saw a carpet of options unrolling before her. Her life would no longer be a box.
Finally, thank you for all you do to make this world a more beautiful place. If you ever feel it goes unnoticed, it does not. Your fingerprints are all over my child.