Funny, in the US I have almost no problem visiting/staying with anyone, friends or family. Same for when I am visiting friends in Europe.
However, when it comes to my family living abroad (whether Iceland or Thailand)... for some reason, I no longer feel very comfortable crashing directly in their places. Maybe because I'm married and coming up on 29 soon, no longer the late teens/early-20s backpacker that would be ready to crash on anyone's couch as long as it was free... I guess in those cases, I don't mind paying to have a little space for ourselves, away from curious eyes (and maybe the language barrier also inhibits me).
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