I’ve been made a Super Host by airbnb for the ninth time!
Maybe when you get to ten they make you a Super Duper Host.
It made me start wondering about the whole concept of hosting. It turns out that the words ‘host’ and ‘guest’ share the same root. They can be traced back to the Proto-Indo-European term ‘ghost-ti’ which can mean stranger, guest or host which, basically translates as ‘someone with whom one has reciprocal duties of hospitality’.
I do like the notion that it’s reciprocal – I give you my home and you treat it as if it were your own, i.e. I don’t have to remind you to use the coasters. Brilliant.
Yes, it’s a thing and was a thing long before the Covid 19 pandemic. The Independent made reference to it as far back as 2015 but this year it’s taken on a whole new relevance for those forced to work away from the workplace.
The work-cation is the natural extension of the UK staycation which has boomed this year as never before. There can be no better cure for Covid cabin fever. In replacing the same old four walls with an ocean view and getting a big dose of vitamin sea, a work-cation can only benefit your well-being and, by osmosis, your work output.
The Wiktionary has described a work-cation as ‘a serendipitous and pleasurable business trip’ but I think this year it would best be described as a sanity saviour and wellness booster.
Although we haven’t been able to open Pine Point this year due to the restrictions, Ocean View cottage is ready to go and the current offer for a work-cation this winter includes free ferry travel as a package for bookings of one week or more (excludes Xmas & New Year weeks). Call now for details.
The Saturday Telegraph Travel (12/01/19) cover story ‘Expand your horizons with our isles of dreams’ features the Isle of Wight as ‘Best for British warmth’.
“As you roll off the ferry, you slip back 40 years to a gentler world. The island is like a pocket version of southern England, and within its 23 by 13 miles (37 by 21km) are chalk downs dipping to salt marshes and ancient woodland.’
Very nice, but I think it’s time we gave our ‘time warp’ image a refresh. I’m as guilty as anyone, telling that old chestnut of a joke:
“If it’s 12 o’clock in Portsmouth, what time is it on the IOW? … 1953.” From now on I’ll be using a new punchline … “1983” – bringing it bang up to date.