Kara: Guía de viajes, precios y alojamiento gratuito · 2026

Gguest_160061 oct 2009Leer

No matter how hard it was today, I got up at 8 a.m. Why? Well, what about the Lokomotiv vs. Spartak match? Can't forget about the home club! They played great, controlled the match, and were leading 2-0. But whether they got overconfident or just relaxed, the match ended 2-2. Those Spartak guys barely scraped by on luck, what a shame! The rest of the day wasn't particularly notable—121 clients, discussions with Helber about the same old thing; he agreed to give me Brazilian coins in exchange for rubles. If only I could find someone willing to exchange, say, 1 ruble for 1 dollar. And why not? Where else would he find rubles? There was a funny moment. Our air conditioner started leaking, and of course, I was the one who found it. And naturally, I didn't just find it, I "stepped" right into it. I was walking with meat, looking all business-like as usual with my standard smile, thinking about my own stuff, and suddenly—hop! Imagine the letter "g"? Well, I did something similar with my legs and slid across the water on one boot. My face, as they told me later, showed so much surprise that you couldn't look at it without laughing. Thankfully, my taekwondo-karate training didn't go to waste; I kept my balance and successfully "slid" right up to a stunned client. Later, David asked what happened, to which I replied: you know, it's been my lifelong dream to get on the ice, on skates, to feel like some kind of figure-skater-snowboarder, so I decided to make it happen. After getting home from work, we headed to the store at 1 a.m. because I have a full workday tomorrow and wouldn't have been able to go shopping. Anyway, we got back at 3, I got a free coupon for a "healthy lifestyle" (bought Activia), and collapsed into bed, feeling nothing.

EExchangeexchangeiec · 29 may 2009Leer

Key West, Florida I'm writing this on September 13th, so... wait, it's already the 14th, didn't get to it on the 13th... So, I'll write down what I remember... even though it's bad that I'm not recording it right away, but what else can I do? Life here demands my attention every minute! Anyway. I naturally overslept for 9 AM—I was swimming and lounging in the sun. I left at noon; the road is stunning, not many people, my four seats and the cleanest window =). For the first time, I saw what it's like—blue water (and green in some places), and the islands themselves are like little swamps: sand, half a meter of water with bushes on top, and roots sticking out of the water like little sticks underneath. There must be tons of wildlife there, but how do you even get there? Had a snack on Islamorada island, at Burger King, my favorite. I bought a lot—I'm not saving money anymore =). I saw a herd of green lizards, monsters the size of my arm! Damn! I thought I'd see them again in Key West—turns out, no way, didn't run into them again... Arrived in Key West. 5:30 PM. The station is at the airport, 4 miles to the city, taxis can go to hell, and I'm walking. Although the road turned out not to be as interesting as I thought. The whole beach is covered in seaweed and smells terrible. So I walked through a palm grove. There are signs everywhere, including "no overnight camping"—I hate that rule =) (It doesn't exist on Miami Beach). I reached the southernmost point of the states in an hour and a half, with all the photos; and on the way, I stopped by a so-called "wildlife corner," which was actually a dump in a swamp (I was surprised that it's so dirty in the famous Key West: puddles, smelly seaweed, and trash everywhere). So, in that wildlife dump, it was wet and full of little holes in the ground—turns out crabs live there, from the size of a coin to the size of a huge grapefruit. They see you from several meters away and start scurrying off =) Eyes on stalks =). Also saw birds and a couple of lizards—nothing interesting... Then a local guy explained to me that the reason it's dirty right now is because of Key West after Hurricane Ike; two days ago, the very edge of it passed through here (the center went through Cuba and Haiti, hundreds of people died). Anyway, the edge was enough for Key West—the population was evacuated, and this guy just got back home and is walking around, horrified by how the hurricane messed up his city... All the hotels near the southernmost point monument are flooded, palm trees torn down. Well, I took some photos. At least the northern coast wasn't touched by the hurricane. On the way there, I stopped by the Hemingway House, but it's closed—too late. I first thought the small house was his, but it turned out to be the caretaker's house, and Hemingway's house is that big one. Cats roam around his garden =). I also went to the pier, it's in the south of the city. To get there, you have to sneak through a fancy neighborhood past a security booth. What's good about the pier, besides a docked warship and a US Navy barracks? The fact that there's no one there except for a couple of peaceful homeless guys! The pier itself is huge like a runway, paved with concrete. One homeless guy is fiddling with the settings of some device—I just asked, "What are you doing?" and in response, I listened for a good 10 minutes to a stunning monologue about how the Republicans (the ones with McCain) are jamming his favorite radio station—the Voice of Democracy =)). Another homeless guy, skinny and bearded like Leo Tolstoy, is practicing karate... while sitting... You can't imagine how pleasant, how sweet, how homey it was to watch this pier, bathed in moonlight, in silence, when all you can hear is the waves splashing and the "Voice of Democracy" mumbling something unintelligible =). It's been dark for a long time, but I want to find a wild beach on the northern (untouched by the hurricane, no seaweed) side to spend the night. Accordin

ANAzhar Naskenovanaskenovaazhar8 · 2 ene 2023Leer

A little girl in front of you lives in a rural village in Kazakhstan, dreaming of walking by the sea and see the World. There were frequent talks in her family of teachers about their child's future. The girl understood she had to work hard and wished only one thing – to get to a better school. She was accepted, but her parents could not let her go far from home. A year passed by, yet hope never waned, the fire in her eyes so bright. In 9th grade, she took an Olympiad, “iQanat.” The process went smoothly, yet none of the competitors knew what came after it. In August, selection began, and she won an invitation to the prestigious school. Forty-five thousand children took part, and she was one of the just two hundred accepted. She runs to her parents to announce her victory and say that she is going to Borovoe – the pearl of Kazakhstan, a fantastic mountain land harboring mysterious wonders. Her parents were proud and happy, but they still could not let go. The girl quietly packs up her most precious belongings from her room. When her parents leave, she calls a taxi and goes on her life's greatest adventure thus far. Despite the lack of permission, she went to build her bright future and develop her true self. After her arrival, she faced many challenges. She learned to make it by herself through perseverance, making her who she is now: a caring friend, a daughter to be proud of, and a role model for all the other students of this Gifted and Talented School. She found her place in academic development and an outlet for her creative arts – theatrical, prose, poetry, and music. She became a volunteer at the iQanat Olympiads and an organizer of many events like “Movie Fest” and the “Model UN.” These events shaped her leadership skills. Then, she was an intern of “The Teachers’ Lab” – a teaching professionals' website resource aimed at collating and sharing educational materials and ideas. It helped her to understand the nuances of this deeply complicated system. now, after graduating from school, she is studying at the Karaganda University named after Buketov in the first year. Programs such as Work and Travel will help to give hope and light a fire inside us. This girl, having learned this program, realized that she should not give up and she is sincerely grateful to such people who help young people see the world and gain experience. This girl is chasing a dream and building her bright future. A degree in Work and Travel program solves this problem because it allows students to develop analytical skills and be critical of the media. I want to discover the world stage from the United States. The country is rich in cultural and historical heritage, but at the same time it confidently keeps pace with modern changes. Using this experience gained in America, this girl will in the future work at the IQanat Foundation, where she once studied, and will encourage others to be more productive and responsible citizens of the world. Through thorns to the stars.