Your Airbnb host is not your maid
From dog housesitting to vacationing, treat their home like your own
Whenever my family would go to someone’s house for dinner, I dreaded the end of the meal. I could see the wheels in my mother’s brain churning away. She was already plotting where the dish liquid was, how many cabinets there were, what rags were available and how quickly she could start washing dishes at someone else’s …