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In relation to the host thing, I agree that everyone is different and we all have different standards. But that's why I said this is a good way to gauge a friendship - you learn about how well you fit with this particular friend.
My post was in regard to a particular situation. We at least agree that the guest should have somewhere decent to sleep in - and that's what I'm referring to.
If the host invites you to come to stay with them (and not the other way around), then you'd think they'd have somewhere reasonably comfortable for you to stay. I'm fine with sleeping on a couch - if it doesn't ruin my back in one night.
Trust me, if you had been made to sleep in a couch with your boyfriend where both your feet stuck out, you were so squished together you could hardly move, and the bed was hard and uncomfortable, and during the day everyone sat and ate and did all sorts of things on your bed, for an entire week, maybe you'd understand what I mean. Also, couchsurfing is likely not the same as having a close friend over - the dynamics are different, at least it would seem that way to me.
If the two places to sleep were my couch and my bed, I'd definitely offer any friends the bed - with clean sheets too. That's just me.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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