For the first time, I didn't like my Airbnb experience. We rented the apartment for two months, as we were employed by the university of Amsterdam to do research. The apartment is situated 20 minutes from the center by tram. When we arrived, we had to empty the fridge and the trashcans. We didn’t have much space for our clothes and hygiene products, but as soon as we asked Susan to make some space, she did it promptly, and it was easier for us to feel a bit like home. The kitchen is very well fitted, it has plenty of utensiles and condiments, and the balcony is entirely fenced and dedicated to the cats, with their litter. Susan likes to drop by from time to time, announcing it the day before. As Susan wasn’t in the apartment, we had to take care of her two lovely cats. We agreed to change the litter regularly and to give them food and water, as we are used to do with our own cats at home. We weren’t told that they needed way more. What was expected was a cat sitter more than a cat lover. At first, we realized they had long hair and we had to vacuum every two days. Then we understood that cleaning the vomit was a daily task: sometimes in front of our bedroom door, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, on the couch, sometimes on the stove near the food, once on one of our beds. Being here without the owner also means we had to change entirely the litter every three days, so the cats don’t bring in their long hair dry stuck faeces on the coach. By the time we realized that they couldn’t sleep with us anymore as they weren't very clean, we also realized the cats weren’t able to sleep on their own: the cats were meowing few hours during the night, pushing our bedroom doors, climbing on the induction plates to make them ring (clever cats, they can do that even when it’s locked). Actually, being a cat lover was part-time job here. And Susan didn’t take the situation seriously: she proposed to explain « better » how we should take care of them, sleep with them at night so they don't meow at our door and close the door so they don't vomit in our bed. The owner kept relying on the unpredictability of cats behavior we should be aware of. At the end of the stay, when we sent pictures of everyday vomit, she suggested we should leave and she would give us the money back for the last days. We couldn't leave on such short notice, so we suggested a compensation for our daily dirty work, but she said we were already paying a good price. We wouldn’t recommend this place: it tends to be dirty. No one should have to elaborate practical strategies to prevent vomit and faeces in their bed and couch for some place they’re actually...