Airbnb has lost me. I'm so done with them. These Airbnb hosts have curfews, quiet hours, chore lists, and cameras pointed at every entrance now. I'll be at a hotel.
there’s a point in your 30s when you realize hosting BBQs and dinner parties is the new club scene and high key better without the randoms, overpriced drinks, and terrible DJs still playing Dreams and Nightmares