Craigslist Housing Swap: Our Treehouse in Maui for your studio in SF (3-9-11)
“We are a couple in our late 50’s that live on an acre on the East coast of Maui – near Hana. We have a cabin and a Treehouse that we would like to exchange for the month of April. We have a hobbyist website with many pictures. We are quiet, clean, respectful of your property (as we hope you are with ours) We will be in the SF area the month of April. Ideally an exchange for the whole month would be good, but any large chunk of days would be considered.
Maybe I am alone in my opinion that on Craigslist, “Housing Swap” is exceedingly more entertaining than the typical attractions: “Missed Connections” or “Rants and Raves”. Okay, so someone writes something heated about everyday life in the city. Someone saw the hot guy on the bus and can’t stop thinking about him. And yes, each is racy in its own way. “Missed Connections” and “Rants and Raves” are as entertaining as Saw III or American Pie, Uncensored and Uncut. They’re all supposed to be outlandish and they are and that’s that. End of the story.
But clicking on the link to “Housing Swap” is voyuerism indirectly, and thus much more revealing. “Housing Swap” users are not selling themselves as a roomate, lover, or opinion-stater. There is no online-persona created as there is on Facebook, or in Craigslist, “Personals”. It’s a resource, not an outlet, and that is why it is perfectly intriguing. These are folks looking for an easy way to hop around the country. They explain the situation, get to the point, and Oh My Goodness don’t we want to know more?!
Here we have a couple who live in a tree house in Maui, Hawaii. This is a couple who has, in some senses, refused to grow up. These folks live in a tree house and they casually and respectfully desire a studio apartment for a month in San Francisco. For the San Francisco studio, they invite others to play, “I didn’t grow up” in their Maui tree as an exchange.
They are so open in fact, that they include on the page images from their “hobbyist” site. There they are, pictures, brief captions and all, living the dreamy, “in-the-tree” life. I swear Jack Johnson should be in one of those pictures, sitting cross legged with his guitar and swimming trunks.
Who are these two? I want to meet them. I want to buy them a beer and sit in their tree. I wish I had a studio apartment to offer. I wish I had no responsibilities and money for a flight to bop around those branches for a month, (preferably with Jack Johnson). I want to soak in their advice on life and gain personal empowerment. I want to give them a hug.
Thank you Hawaii for maintaining the dignity of Never Never Land. And thank you Craigslist for offering a better option than reality television.