Francia: Guía de viajes, visados y alojamiento gratuito · 2026

SYSandugash Yelyubayevainfoguuu · 14 ago 2015Leer

The picture shown above was taken in Cambridge town near well-known Cambridge university press. As the UK is very popular with such historical places as Cambridge University. I understood only one thing, this is that London is actually tremendous city which needs more than a week in order to visit all three parts of London, precisely city, west, and east parts. The best days of my life I spent with keenly nice and helpful people in the academy. I enjoyed my studying whilst I was in the UK. It was extremely catching to share your experience and knowledge with the students from different countries and nationalities. In my group I was lucky to make friends from Wales, Canada, Arabic emirates, Iran, Turkmenistan, Turkey, Italy, Spain, France , Lithuania, Thailand, chili, and Mexico.

ALAnastassya LebedevaNastyaLebedeva · 28 oct 2012Leer

Letter from August 28. Sender: Anastasia Lebedeva, Dallas, Texas Recipient: Yulya Keda, Kazakhstan How to save yourself from killer mosquitoes. Hi, Yulka! You won't believe what happened to us! Today we were supposed to be wandering the streets of New Orleans, but guess what, we are still in Dallas. And why? Let me start from the beginning. Nora turned out to be a very friendly, energetic, and interesting person. She lives in a quiet neighborhood near the lake. She has two dogs – a boy named Derby and a girl named Mabel, whom we were initially afraid of. Nora is an avid traveler. She has been to Mexico, Italy, China, and France. She is planning to visit Argentina and other countries. In her free time, she visits a Buddhist temple, yoga classes, rock climbing, and goes kayaking. She also plays the guitar and loves watching travel shows. She listens to blues and country. That's a mini-dossier for you. In just a few days, she showed us all of Dallas! We visited real American diners, listened to the chants of Buddhist monks, went to the movies, and didn't miss the museums! We learned a few words in Thai. For example, the greeting 'sawatdee'. And we tasted Thai food. We went to the lake and took photos. We saw George Bush's house. At least that's what the locals say, but no one has ever seen him there. At first, we were afraid to go to the lake because of mosquitoes – carriers of a deadly virus. We put on hoodies, sneakers, and jeans. Everyone asks us: where are you from? And we say: from Florida – the Sunshine State. And now for the most important thing: Linkin Park was AWESOME. Yes, we were at their concert! Chester is singing and screaming just a few meters away! There were both new and old songs, which we couldn't have imagined at all. Everyone is singing along, and we are the loudest! Craaaaaaaaaaaawling iiiiiiiiiiiin my skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin! These wooooooooooooooooounds, they wiiiiiiiil not heeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaal!!!!!!!! The photos turned out pretty good, and the videos too. We couldn't have imagined before that we would get to a Linkin Park concert! Amazing! So many positive emotions! Live sound! We rocked out! Rock on! Filled with bright hopes and charged with positive emotions, Nora and I went to the Greyhound station. We had tickets for 3 AM. After saying a warm goodbye to our new Texan friend, we had a snack and got ready to check our luggage. Suddenly, it turned out that our bus to New Orleans was canceled! Shock. The reason was the approaching Hurricane Isaac. We had to stay at Nora's for one more night. We hope to leave on the next bus. We will write when we get to New Orleans! Good luck! Adios! #travel #LinkinPark #Dallas #NewOrleans #adventure

ККириллEztaZzZy · 19 oct 2011Leer

When I submitted all the documents for the program, I thought I could finally breathe a sigh of relief and focus on everyday things: university, family, vacation, etc. But I was wrong. It turned out to be the complete opposite. One wonderful Friday evening, while reading the forum, I found out that I would need to submit my passport to the office in February. That would be fine if I were in Russia during that period. But from December to early March, I will be working in France. By that time, I had already asked this question to the representative who called to invite me to the office for program registration, and I was told that everything was fine and there would be no difficulties. After that, upon arriving at the office, I asked this question a couple more times and received almost the same answer as the first time. Relieved, I submitted all the documents. But something prompted me to ask this question again via email to my coordinator. After 2 tense days of waiting, I finally received an answer. It stated that this would be a problem. After panicking a little via email, I finally received a letter saying that I could either submit the documents in France or, upon the coordinator's request, postpone the submission until my triumphant return from the French Alps. Now I am in an equally puzzled position. What should I do? Submit the documents in France or wait until I arrive in Russia? It's just a dilemma! Can anyone give me some advice? I would be very grateful! For now, I can forget about this nightmare for a while and escape from reality to warmth and sun to relax before the intense winter work. For my birthday, I was given enough money to arrange a short rest on the sea side. In the next post, read about how buying a tour turned out for me and my girlfriend, how much money to take with you, and what an escape from reality is.

КСКамиль Сайдашевkamil89 · 31 oct 2010Leer

June 29, 2010 (12:00 in Paris) Today I arrived in Paris. I haven't seen the city yet, but I did notice a couple of small 'villages'. Very charming, two-story houses with little gardens, smooth roads – a dream. The weather is cloudy – doesn't feel like France yet:) But Charles de Gaulle Airport... If you compare it to Pulkovo, or even Domodedovo – it's like Uglich vs. New York. Just huge. I couldn't find a place to sit down and write this note because in my terminal, 2E, the distance from wing to wing takes about 20 minutes on foot. I just found out the exact number of my gate and am writing now. There are different nations, languages, and behaviors everywhere. Everything is delightful and surprising. So far, I barely understand English. It started on the plane; a French steward began speaking quickly with a French accent about what to do in case of an emergency – I understood with the help of gestures:) Then a man started asking about the terminal at the airport – had to use hand signals again. Damn, the French talk so fast. Many Americans were traveling with us from St. Petersburg – I realized it from their passports. They are all so different, carefree; they really differ externally from other nations with some kind of 'aura', perhaps. Although, when I first saw them, I thought they were either Germans or Spaniards) Yeah. I guess I admire them a lot. Now I'm waiting for my flight to JFK at 16:35. Today I will be in New York. I'm very tired. I wanted to eat on the plane, but I fell asleep and the food 'left'. Oh well. As Steve Jobs said, 'Stay hungry. Stay foolish.'

LNLira Nikitinalirchik · 15 feb 2010Leer

I can't believe I'm already 42 years old. Time is so relentlessly fleeting! But I have nothing to regret. Life is given to us only once, so we must live it in such a way that we regret what we have done in our old age, rather than what we never dared to do. My life has turned out in such a way that I feel like a quite happy person! Everything I wanted and strived for has come true. I have a large, close-knit family: a loving husband and three children. The eldest, Zhanna, is about to turn 18. She can't wait to come of age; she is so eager to become independent and self-reliant. Zhanna reminds me of myself in my youth: I, too, was burdened by parental care. My mother once had the wisdom to leave me to my own devices. And I was just dreaming of adventures! Therefore, after turning 18, I decided to take part in the then-popular International Exchange Center program, "Work and Travel USA," to immerse myself for a whole 4 months in a world that was different for me at the time, in a different culture. I remember those first 4 months abroad changed me, not so much externally as internally. They became a truly important life experience, forcing me to look at familiar things from a different angle... The following year, I decided to take part in the program again, paying for it with MY OWN money, which was especially important to me at that time. The financial independence I achieved for the first time in the USA gave me a sense of amazing freedom. And this became my main incentive. In my last year of university, I doubted whether to go on another trip because a turning point had come in my life when I had to decide what to do next. There were less than two weeks left until the end of registration for the program, and I was still doubting my decision. A coincidence helped: the IEC, in honor of its 20th anniversary, announced an essay contest on the topic "IEC-2029," the results of which would award the best "futurist" a prize: a free trip through the "Work and Travel USA" program. At that time, I was actively involved in journalism, and despite the fact that it was just a hobby, my articles were often published in youth newspapers, and after some time I even had my own column in a local newspaper - "Interview with Stars." So you could say I had already tested my pen at that time. It's funny to remember now, but back then I started working on the essay with such zeal, deciding that I would test my fate: if I win the contest, I'll go; if not, then so be it. I reread a multitude of sources with all sorts of predictions for the future, studied dozens of as-yet-unrealized scientific projects containing fundamentally new technical developments; I couldn't sleep at night from the thoughts swirling in my head like a whirlwind... One fine day, the Muse took pity on me: she sat down next to me and whispered the future to me: I wrote the essay in one sitting. And fate finally smiled at me! I won the contest and sighed with relief: now I knew what I would do next, the uncertainty was gone! I am FREE!!! Now, 19 years later, I am scared to even think about what would have happened if I hadn't paid attention to that contest back then and hadn't won it. After all, I wouldn't have gone to the USA again, I wouldn't have earned enough funds to pay for my correspondence studies at the faculty of journalism, I wouldn't have been able to regain student status and take part in the IEC program "Work and Travel France," I wouldn't have met my future husband Jean in France in the summer of 2011, and our children wouldn't have been born. And many more such "nots"... Of course, much of what I wrote in the essay back then did not come true. It's easy to fantasize, to write that in 19 years people will drive cars with solar batteries, be able to read other people's thoughts, and overcome huge distances at the speed of light, but progress is not as fast as we might like... But... By 2029, Russia had indeed regained its former geopolitical influence in the world. It

ALAnastassya LebedevaNastyaLebedeva · 28 oct 2012Leer

Letter from August 28. Sender: Anastasia Lebedeva, Dallas, Texas Recipient: Yulia Keda, Kazakhstan How to survive killer mosquitoes. Hi, Yulka! You won't believe what happened to us! Today we were supposed to wander the streets of New Orleans, but guess what, we're still in Dallas. And why? I'll start from the beginning. Nora turned out to be a very friendly, energetic and interesting person. She lives in a quiet neighborhood near the lake. She has two dogs – a male, Derby, and a female, Mabel, whom we were afraid of at first. Nora is an avid traveler. She has been to Mexico, Italy, China, France. She plans to visit Argentina and other countries. In her free time she goes to a Buddhist temple, attends yoga classes, does rock climbing and kayaks. She also plays guitar and likes to watch travel shows. She listens to blues and country. That's the mini-dossier. In just a few days she showed us all of Dallas! We ate at real American diners, listened to the chants of Buddhist monks, went to the movies, and didn't skip the museums! We learned a few words in Thai. For example, the greeting 'savatika'. And we tried Thai food. We drove to the lake and took photos. We saw George Bush's house. At least that's what the locals say, but nobody has seen him there yet. At first we were afraid to go to the lake because of mosquitoes — carriers of a deadly virus. We put on hoodies, sneakers and jeans. Everyone asks us: where are you from? And we: from Florida — the Sunshine State. And now for the main thing: Linkin Park was AWESOME. Yes, we were at their concert! Chester sings and screams just a few meters away! The songs were both new and old, which we never could have expected. Everyone sings along, and we sing louder! Craaaaaaaaaaaawling iiiiiiiiiiiin my skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin! These wooooooooooooooooounds, they wiiiiiiiil not heeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaal!!!!!!!! The photos turned out pretty good, and the videos too. We couldn't even imagine we'd get to a Linkin Park concert before! Awesome! So many positive emotions! Live sound! We tore it up! That's rock! Filled with bright hopes and charged with positive emotions, Nora and I went to the Greyhound station. We had tickets for 3 a.m. After warmly saying goodbye to our new Texas friend, we grabbed a bite and were about to check our suitcase. Then we discovered that our bus to New Orleans was canceled! Shock. The reason was the approaching Hurricane Isaac. We had to stay at Nora's for one more night. We hope to get on the next bus. We'll write when we get to New Orleans! Good luck! Adios!

WWladekmariaalicenicols · 28 abr 2010Leer

Finally, the passport is in my hands... So happy. Now I have 2 visas in my passport: an American one and a Polish national one, which became a full Schengen visa 2 weeks ago. Happy again... The American one gives me strength (a kind of fetishism), you open it and get energized when needed, you open the Schengen one - you get charged up even more... You think to yourself: "Now all of continental Europe is mine, plus the USA, I should go somewhere." You sit there and think: "Where should I go?" Poland - Oh! My home country, but I've traveled it up and down (only haven't been to Krakow), it's kind of boring... Germany - fascists!, and I lived there for 2 years in my distant childhood. Austria - mini-fascists! Czech Republic - Germans! France - not a fan of sparkling wines and unconventional relationships + it's far. Spain - boring and uninteresting + very far. Italy - forget it, I've been there, walked along the coast, the mafia even kills off unwanted dolphins, and I deal with Italians every month (guide them to the right place, feed them, give them drinks, take them around), I'm tired of them. Netherlands - not a fan. Belgium - dirt. Slovakia - children of the mountains (no offense). Serbia - A good country, but there's not much entertainment. Baltic countries - I don't know a word of their language. Switzerland - I don't need to go to a bank or buy watches yet. Where to go???... Yeah, when there's no opportunity to go somewhere, you want to, and when there is, you don't want to... Strange... I go to classes, write various essays, do some work, continue to improve my Polish and English... I want to go to Australia... But there are crocodiles, it's scary, and I don't have much money (actually almost none :) ). And soon is "Day X" - taking early exams, etc. I decided it's time to go to Ukraine, and then to Poland (at least I'll buy some tasty food)... In general, I think I have nothing to do beyond Poland and Serbia. I have a good attitude towards citizens of the Russian Federation, but I won't set foot there again... it's scary, too much, the roads are bad. What else? Oh yes, the person I wanted to fly to the States with probably isn't going with me. Work, I need to keep working... I deeply hope that everyone who read my blog got their visas... CIAO!!!

LNLira Nikitinalirchik · 15 feb 2010Leer

I cannot believe it, I'm already 42 years old. Time is so relentlessly fleeting! But I have nothing to grieve about. Life is given to us only once, so it must be lived in such a way that in old age one regrets what one has done rather than what one never dared to do. My life has turned out so that I feel like a perfectly happy person! Everything I so wanted and strove for has come true. I have a large, close-knit family: a loving husband and three children. The eldest — Zhanna — is about to turn 18. She can't wait for her coming of age; she is so eager to become independent and self-sufficient. Zhanna reminds me of myself in my youth: I too chafed under my parents' guardianship. My mother once had the wisdom to leave me to my own devices. And I simply dreamed of adventures! So after my 18th birthday I decided to take part in the then-popular IEC program "Work and Travel USA", to immerse myself for a whole four months in a world that was then different for me, in another culture. I remember those first four months abroad changed me — not so much outwardly as inwardly. They actually became an important life experience, forcing me to look at familiar things from a different angle... The next year I again decided to take part in the program, paying for it with MY OWN money, which at that time was especially important to me. The financial independence I first achieved in the USA gave me a feeling of astonishing freedom. And that became my main incentive. In my final year at the institute I hesitated about another trip, because a turning point had come in my life when I had to decide what to do next. There were less than two weeks left until the end of registration for the program, and I was still wavering in my decision. Chance helped: IEC, on the occasion of its 20th anniversary, announced an essay contest on the theme "IEC-2029", the winner of which — the best "futurologist" — would receive a prize: a free trip under the "Work and Travel USA" program. At that time I was actively involved in journalism and, despite the fact that it was only a hobby, my articles were often printed in youth newspapers, and after some time I even had my own column in the local paper — "Interviews with the Stars." So you could say I had some practice with the pen by then. It's funny to recall now, but back then I tackled the essay with such zeal, deciding to try my luck: if I won the contest — I'd go, if not — so be it. I reread countless sources with all kinds of predictions about the future, studied dozens of yet-unrealized scientific projects containing fundamentally new technical developments; I couldn't sleep at night because of the whirlwind of thoughts spinning in my head... One fine day the Muse took pity on me: she sat down beside me and whispered the future to me: I wrote the essay in one sitting. And fate smiled on me after all! I won the contest and sighed with relief: now I knew what I would do next, the uncertainty was gone! I AM FREE!!! Now, 19 years later, it's frightening even to think what would have happened if I had not paid attention to that very contest and had not won it. After all, I would not have gone to the USA again, would not have earned enough money to pay for correspondence studies at the faculty of journalism, would not have been able to regain student status and take part in the IEC "Work and Travel France" program, would not have met my future husband Jean in France in the summer of 2011, and our children would not have been born. And there are many more such "would-nots"... Of course, much of what I wrote in the essay back then did not come true. It's easy to indulge in fantasy, to write that in 19 years people would drive cars with solar panels, be able to read other people's thoughts and cover enormous distances at the speed of light, but progress is not as fast as we might perhaps wish... But... By 2029 Russia had in fact regained its former geopolitical influence in the world. It became one of the superpowers alo