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Something about that spring up from the belly onto the board eludes me and I always end up losing my balance, crashing into the wave instead of riding it, and often also knocking myself in the head with the board. There, I discover a web based community founded in 2004 by a young Alaskan named Casey Fenton who thought of the idea when, as a student, he went on a trip to Iceland and needed a place to crash for the night. We chat about how the Italians always dub their movies and how the guy who did the voice for Woody Allen just died.Couch surfing, however, is another matter completely. Unlike many other on line social networking communities -- this one is all about getting away from your computer, and traveling to get to know new people face to face. Stefano argues the guy who does Al Pachino has a voice more suited to Al Pachino than Al himself. He is 35 and a fellow journalist who works at the regional TV station in Pisa, we move on to discuss the demise of the typewriter and then his recent trip to South America. It's all so stressful this, in its own, laid back surfing way.

It seems like there's no safe place to voice your thoughts besides the journal you hide under your bed, and even then, there's a chance that a nosy sibling or parent could find it.

A trickle of interest, and a few thousands users soon turned into a torrent -- and today there are over 2 million members, who hail from 238 countries -- which makes couch surfing the largest hospitality exchange network in the world. It distinctly feels like I am about to go on a blind date and I don't like it. He has couch surfed in Turkey, Portugal, and across South America, and, back home in Lucca, has hosted 60 people so far. Did those etiquette rules take into account my lowly Haaretz budget? I tell him I will give him a call if I am ever writing stories about Tuscany, he says he will be in touch too. Finally, together with my third cappuccino of the day, I pick up a signal. He moderates groups, organizes and participates in local couch surfing activities, and, as ambassador, helps negotiate problems and promote the spirit of the enterprise. It was late and she had nowhere to go, and he was drunk and insisted she sleep in his bed instead of on the couch. Although the system has both the public peer review section, and also another section, seen only by administrators, where you rate the trustworthiness of hosts and guests, it is clearly not full proof.

I start my week-long couch surfing adventure scrolling through the hundreds of hosts listed on the Rome page and randomly pick one. He likes to receive one guest at a time and not couples or groups, he specifies on his profile, so he can really talk and get to know them -- and he also tries to host older surfers, because he has more in common with them. He drives off, and I wander off to try to find a wireless spot and get a cappuccino. First order of business, I write a glowing review of my stay with Stefano. There are city and country ambassadors, all volunteers, all over the world. All three girls, along with another young Canadian woman who will show up later, are couch surfing with Maurizio that night. I email back and forth with a potential host from Dijon who has informed me I am welcome to stay, but just so I know in advance, he is renovating the bathroom and it has no door this week. All along, I keep looking at my blackberry and feel something is missing. She asked for our advice: Should she write a negative review? Maurizio in Milan once had 30,000 dollars worth of electrical equipment stolen.

In most cities around the world, bars are at the core of the social scene and go hand in hand with youth culture.

Which is weird, because this is a diagram that exists: The word “bar” can refer to a variety of places—a handy rule is, the cooler the bar, the more horrible the life experience it will provide.