Why I'm choosing a hotel over Airbnb for my next business trip
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At 8:30 p.m., I pulled out my phone in the dark in LA and read through the instructions again:
There is a teal colored lockbox on the gate on the right side of the glass entrance. Keep your eyes open it is kind of hidden...it is just past the stairs that lead down to the garage on the bottom of the gate. It's slightly hidden behind a rose bush there.
Memorizing the code, I put my phone into flashlight mode — thank you, Apple — and started hunting for it. I was crouched behind the rose bush swiping in the number when I heard the voice behind me yell, "What are you doing?"
The box clicked open, and I fumbled to get the keys out and shut it, worried about the unknown person who probably thought I was trying to break into someone's apartment.
Airbnb's promise is to belong anywhere. "Sleep in their beds, so you may know their dreams," its ads coo. "Sit at their tables, so you can know their tastes."