I hosted through AirBnB this summer. During peak tourist season, there is a shortage of hotel rooms in my area, so there can be quite a bit of demand.
EDIT: Almost forgot, I DID also list on "Mister BnB," (why not? it's free...) but nothing ever came of it.
I met some very interesting people from a surprising variety of countries. I had a few cranky people who showed up in a bad mood and left that way too. A couple of people have come back more than once. A couple of people left early without saying a word. During the season, I made about $500 a week from it. Sometimes, considering the amount of work required, this worked out to minimum wage or less. This was the first weekend I've had to myself in months. I'm ready for a break. I learned a few things. Not sure whether I'll do it next year.
The dogs and cat really, really enjoyed the company.
Nobody stole or broke anything or caused a problem maliciously. There were a few accidents and a couple of parties.
Many people do not read the descriptions.
Nobody reshelves books properly.
Each woman = one roll of toilet paper per day.
AirBnB wil push you to undercut the hotel rates, but unless you just enjoy performing maid service as a hobby, or your accommodation is pretty minimal, that is stupid.
Instead, I tried to provide a few things that the hotels don't. Bicycles, SUPs (bought some inexpensive extra stuff on craigslist) laundry, a decent weight room, quiet, space.
AirBnB does not allow you to exchange addresses or phone numbers in advance. These are automatically blanked from your messages until the guest has paid.
You can only message through the AirBnB system, but they lose messages all the time. As soon as possible, get a direct contact number or email.
Women will try to flush incredible things down the toilet, even if you post signs. I had to snake out the sewer three times.
The vast majority of the guests are recently-married 20-something couples who all start to look the same after a while.
All of the women are named Jen or Jan or Julee or Jenie something. Post any reviews as soon as they leave, or you will forget which one was which.
After you post a glowing review, you will discover that the sewer is plugged with diapers or wads of tampons.
Sheets and towels wear out in a hurry when you wash them every day.
I had to wear a lot more clothes around the place than I usually would.
I had a lot fewer guys over for fun than I usually would.
I got to sail my boat a lot less than I had planned.
Well, good grief. It turns out that the guy at the end of my dock is renting out his boat as an AirBnB.