“It might save a few bucks to crash at an AIR BNB rental with a few friends, but, when there’s one shower, and your bladder’s full, well. Let’s just say my teeth were hurting, my bladder was busting, there’s no backyards in downtown St. John’s, and the sink seemed like a vile and gross option. But the litter box. What sweet relief. I’m sorry. Please don’t report me to Air BNB. There was no cat to be seen, so, I don’t think I was invading anyone’s personal space anyway!” – “CFA”