Casa Robino is a house on the west side of the city of Amsterdam. Four months ago me and my cousin from Italy decided we wanted to visit Amsterdam but didn't have the cash to stay in a luxury hotel. One of my childhood friends happen to be in europe and he said he had stayed in a house called casa robino for free for 5 days. In 10 minutes time I located their website ( casarobino.org) and was on the phone trying to arrange the stay. When I had called someone answered "casa" I said "hey a buddy of mine had recommended for me to call you and see if there was room available for me and my cousin to stay for a few days. She said without hesitation "sure there's a spot for you guys!" Enthusiastically said sign up to our website and post what dates your staying, she gave me the address and password and hung the phone up. My cousin asked me what happened I said i'm not really sure, chuckling. I finally said no we're good lets do it, my cousin had no idea what he was getting into. Five days later here we are in Amsterdam no plans but to get to Casa Robino. In the 5 days time from the phone call to flight I had misplaced the paper with the address, me being an optimist said "no big deal everyone there probably knows what casa robino is i'll just ask someone when we arrive". That just didn't go as planned, the first day we walked around trying different foods while looking for the casa and NOBODY knew anything about it, after 5 hours of this I said ok tonight we can rent a room in hostel or something and get a fresh start in the morning. He looked at me blanked face and said "no problema gary". Found a small little dump for 15 euros a night and woke up early. Finally using my head I asked a hotel if I could possibly use there computer for a moment and searched casa, got the number, same person answered. I said "hey my name is gary I had spoken to you 5 days ago and asked you if I could stay for a few days and you said sure no problem". She paused a minute, "hey yeah i remember. Where are you?" I lost the address and have been asking people where is Casa Robino? HAHA she laughed no nobody knows about it, here's the address just ring the doorbell and say @#$%^. Twenty minutes later we arrived, I think. I rang the doorbell not knowing what to expect, "who is it" "it's gary I just got off the phone with you" oh hey come on up 3rd floor. Walking up the rickety steps to the top I open the door and ahh home sweet home. I was immediately introduced to everyone and explained the "casa rules". The rules are no meat in the house. Everything else is up to you. Thats exactly what it was up to us, you come and go as you please hope to have a bed at night and treat the casa as if it were your own. You want the floor to be clean then vacuum your hungry cook, you don't lie the picture on the wall take it down and paint a new one. We stayed in the casa for nights the whole time in amsterdam and met some of the most interesting people, vagabonds, computer tech's, cooks and scholars. I had a blast and for anybody who loves to travel and has an open mind should check this place out, casarobino.org. It's everything it says it is, sustainable living or travel in a house of interesting people.
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