8.86. Reflections on a Saturday Party

This is the first time things with the airbnb have gone really badly. We’ve been building to it. Internet going down, water going out, but now we are one story below a teenage weed smoking party where the majority of the guests have already walked by our space and stared in the window like we’re on display.

Some things to know: The location is the first floor of the family home and has sub-basic screening. The family needs to walk by our space to get in and out of their space. There is a window looking in on us right in the path of their walk and it does not have a curtain. There is another window in the bathroom, unavoidable when entering the property and that too does not have a curtain. All of this has been manageable because the family is pretty good about not getting in our business. However, tonight there is a party for the young people–teenagers hovering around the age of 19. They are smoking and having fun and have little concern about our privacy. I want to close the blinds I can close and turn on the AC but that thing is pumping out heat. So, I’m trapped in a heat box with windows I still cannot cover.

To make matters even worse, they’ve activated lights that haven’t been on the entire time we’ve been here and those are shining in our one uncovered window. So, this is what it means to stay in a rental where the family is still there. The unpredictability and uncomfortability of the situation is absurd. Thankfully we’re in the section of our trip where we travel to other places (sidequesting) and stay elsewhere. So, once we make it through tonight we will be off this for a few nights.

I can use the reset.