Τσέλσι: Ταξιδιωτικός οδηγός, τιμές και δωρεάν διαμονή · 2026

ASAlexandra Sinichkina31 Ιαν 2015Διάβασμα

So, let's get started ;) This time I packed very few things (which I've already regretted a hundred times). Oh well, my trip started in the Big Apple, and this time I decided not to take a taxi, but to try and get to the center on my own two feet. Oh guys, it's really hard to do that with a suitcase. But, hooray, I made it. I found my hotel, checked in, although there were some problems with the room at first (it smelled disgusting and there were huge stains on the ceiling), thankfully the receptionist changed my room. I had a whole day to return to the hustle and bustle of this unusually flawless city. I decided to visit the places I didn't have time to see last year. That is, of course, Madame Tussauds. Aaaaa, guys, this is just an awesome place. My dream came true just the way it should. These wax figures look so much like the real stars. I even got them mixed up a couple of times =D Jackie Chan, Robert Pattinson, Obama, Charlie, etc. are standing a millimeter away from you, it's great, such art, god, no words. The only thing that wasn't very cool was the lighting; I had to adjust the camera for every exhibit.(( After that, I headed to Times Square, unbridled fun, laughter from all sides, comic book heroes, naked cowboys, living statues... Those of you who have me on Instagram (http://instagram.com/frecklealex), you saw a couple of weirdos in the video ;) I also visited M&M's World, two whole floors of these red, yellow, green, blue, orange nuts. What isn't there, figurines, locks, notebooks, dishes, towels, pajamas... a paradise for children. Parents, protect your wallets.)) On the same day, I visited Chelsea Park, very small, but so beautiful with access to the water, and in the distance, lights, lights, lights. So romantic.) After the park, happy, I return to the hostel, enter the room, and OH HORROR, there is a guy lying there. lol. The room turned out to be mixed, and there were no places in others, everything was already occupied for this night. Millions of thoughts flashed through my head on how to run away from there, but the fatigue after the flight and the busy day overcame the fear. Actually, everything was fine, in the morning I safely left for the bus station... With a large but light suitcase, I headed to the center of Newark for Greyhound. I safely sat down far from the driver and spread my things out on both seats as much as possible so that no one could sit next to me. Yes, I am mean and insidious. But what do you think, a woman comes in here and kindly asks me if the seat is taken. damn. Of course, I gave up the seat, but I didn't pay attention to the dimensions of this lady... I have never seen such women before, only if in the movie "Big Momma's House". Now you roughly imagine my shock, and how I was flattened against the window. Further, American films are resting... she took out a big fat donut covered in powdered sugar and began to eat it furiously and wash it down with a liter of coffee. I was just stunned by such a show. It's funny to remember this now, but then... Fortunately, she got off an hour later at the next station. I exhaled and went to restore my nerve cells at Starbucks, coffeeeee, mwah.) Until the next station, I enjoyed the solitude and Wi-Fi)) hehe And a little later, a very handsome American named Daniel sat down next to me, who helped me a lot with finding important information for me, namely, he suggested which sites you can find housing in all states and, of course, message boards (work). I love the American mentality, it's really great. Later, unfortunately, he got off. And along with this, we were just given a big half-hour stop. And then something hit my head and I did something crazy... Backstory: My bus was going to Ocean City, which is about an hour's taxi ride to Rehoboth Beach. Unfortunately, there are no local buses from OC to RB, and the devil prompted me to check on googlemap if there are buses from where I am now to RB? And yes, it turned out there is an option with a t

DTDilara Temirbekova8 Δεκ 2014Διάβασμα

Night. The alarm rings. I just laid down, and now I have to wake up. The suitcase is ready, I just need to pack the small essentials into my carry-on. A call from a friend. They are already on their way. My God! Is this really happening, and is it not a dream! Now we are at the airport. My closest and most important people are by my side. They are seeing me off on a distant and exciting journey that will later change me completely. My travel companion arrived with a crowd of people seeing her off, and once we were on the other side of our friends, we met two cool guys from Karaganda. Thinking about a one-night stay in the capital of the world, where we were supposed to go first, we decided to stay with these guys, considering them harmless and safe. After a successful five-hour flight, we arrived at Vnukovo and started calling our family and friends to tell them we were okay. Preparing for a long journey (11 hours of flight across the ocean), I couldn't hide my excitement. Soon, it was diluted by two more cheerful guys who joined us while we waited. At first, we didn't like them at all, all those unnecessary antics and showing off (OMG, who came up with the idea of showing off in front of girls, thinking that they would grow in our eyes?!). But soon we found common ground with them and, being on the plane, sat together. The 11 hours passed very quickly. We played various games, slept, listened to music, learned a lot of new things, and to our surprise, found a lot in common with our new companions. After thinking it over with my friend, we finally decided that Shakarim and Nurken would accompany us in New York—that was the names of our latest friends. Leaving JFK airport, we were immediately greeted by people with signs who suggested we take a bus to Manhattan, which cost $32 each. And here we are. We looked through the bus windows at daytime New York as if we had never been touched by civilization. With our mouths open in surprise and admiration, we, of course, started taking pictures of everything on our iPhones and iPads. After dropping us off in a place we didn't understand, we started looking for the cheapest hostel. We walked around the same street probably 5 times! Walking around in circles, asking passersby for the nearest hostel in our broken English, and with huge, heavy suitcases, we were completely exhausted. Seeing a policeman, I immediately turned to him for help. "Sir, could you tell me the cheapest hostel nearby?" I asked. "Honey, this is New York—the most expensive city in the world, and by the way, we are currently in Manhattan—the most expensive district of this city. To find a cheap shelter, you'll have to go to another city." This sharp and at the same time not very cheerful answer made us think. Could it be that we won't find the shelter we need so much today?! And at that very moment, when we were completely saddened, my travel companion and, after this trip, my friend, found that very cheapest hostel—"Chelsea Star Hostel". That's where we landed. A daily stay for 4 people in a small room with 2 beds and a private shower cost us $152. After leaving our suitcases, having lunch, and washing up after the flight, we set off to get to know a tasty piece of America—New York. Since we stayed in Manhattan, we spent our whole day there. We didn't use any public transport and decided to walk everywhere. Not forgetting our final destination called Maine, Old Orchard Beach, the first thing we did was head to the Greyhound station, where we bought tickets for the next day. Our boys also bought tickets: one to Virginia Beach, the other to Massachusetts. It was just amazing! We sat on the famous red stairs looking at huge advertisements on big screens, taking selfies together, we rode around Central Park in an insanely beautiful carriage with a kind and pleasant Turkish coachman, we even managed to eat at McDonald's, after which my friend threw up right on the street in front of passersby! At that time, it wasn't funny

WTWelcome to Americaguest_15667 · 1 Οκτ 2009Διάβασμα

New England is a region in the northeastern United States that includes the states of Massachusetts, Maine, Vermont, Connecticut, Rhode Island, and New Hampshire. Pilgrims from Europe founded the first colonies here. The names of almost all the towns copy English names. For example, on the railway line from Boston to Gloucester, there are Manchester, Chelsea, Beverly... The first pilgrims who arrived on the Mayflower ship (pictured is a reconstruction) landed where the city of Plymouth is now located. Here you can see the rock where the feet of European settlers first stepped. You can also visit the colony where the life of that time has been recreated. But the local residents best convey the atmosphere of New England. Almost everyone knows the history of their family very well and is happy to tell it—for example, about the "potato riots" in Ireland. What I remember most is Jerome's story. His ancestors were forced to leave Germany due to religious persecution. During their journey across the ocean, they were caught in a terrible storm. Jerome says his great-great-...great-grandfather made a deal with God: "You spare our lives, and we will build a church (Roman Catholic Church) and will always support it." They survived and kept their promise. To this day, his family devotes a lot of effort to supporting the Roman Catholic Church.