Lodging 

They do that in a hotel or hostel, a private home (commercially, i.e. a bed-and-breakfast[?] place, or non-commercially, with members of hospitality services or in the home of friends), in a tent, caravan/camper (often on a campsite). In addition there are make-shift solutions.

Sleeping is typically done lying in a bed, or more generally on a soft surface, such as also an air mattress[?], a couch[?], etc. Some trains have sleeping cars.

Sometimes people sleep sitting, because lying isn't possible, e.g. in a train (if not in a sleeping car), a bus, a seat in a waiting room, a bench on the street or in a park, etc. Inclinable seats allow something between sitting and lying. Whether lying on a row of seats is possible and comfortable depends e.g. on the presence of arm rests, and whether they can be moved up. In some public places lying would be possible but isn't permitted.

see also Backpacking, Homelessness, Human positions, Public space, Public transport, Tourism.

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