Chine: Guide de voyage, visas et hébergement gratuit · 2026

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TZTatiana Zubarevatatyana.zubareva.0807 · 1 févr. 2015Lire

In the very first days of my arrival, Olya gave me a bunch of contracts, including a housing rental agreement! The thing is, our employer rented an apartment from a real estate agency for their employees; each of us paid $450 for a spot in a triple room, and we also paid a $450 deposit! The contract rules stated that the deposit would be returned if the following conditions were met: - nothing in the apartment is broken or damaged, and the apartment is perfectly clean. - we did not bring guests who are not employees of our boss (when I was signing it, this point immediately outraged me, but there was nowhere else to go!) - we do not leave the apartment before the date we signed the contract for. What was my mistake! Naively thinking that I wouldn't want to leave such a wonderful place, I signed the rental agreement until September 1st! And I only lasted a month there! And guess what happened to my deposit? That's right, no one returned it to me! I signed everything myself, fair and square! Don't fall for this trap! Sign a rental agreement, if there is one, for the shortest possible term; it's very easy to extend it later! If you move into an apartment and don't get along with messy roommates, you might want to move out in a week, but it will be a pity to lose your deposit! Do you need that? I don't think so! By the way, my roommates Katya and Alina didn't get their deposit back for another reason – shortly before they left, the washing machine broke! $150 was deducted from their deposits after all, even though it shouldn't have been! Remember! If there is no external damage to items, then your landlord pays for repairs out of their own pocket! Appliances tend to break, and not always because of you! If you smashed a TV screen with your fist, that's one thing, but if something burned out inside for an unknown reason, that's another. Why should you pay for it?! So these people took advantage of the girls' lack of knowledge about their rights!

MKMeruyert Khamzabayevamikkikhamzabayeva · 1 févr. 2015Lire

We are finally here, in the city where we were to spend almost the entire summer! First impressions are lasting, as they say, right? Well, the palm trees, the sun, and the wide smiles of those who greeted us did the trick. In the first few minutes, it wasn't clear: what now? Then, out of nowhere, a guy approaches, confidently handing us flyers and starts talking busily. Now, this is what we were prepared for! "No, thank you. We don't need any assistance," I cut him off. And as I was about to throw the flyer away, I saw the InterExchange logo on it. Seeing that the guy was already leading several students to a car, we ran to him, apologizing for the misunderstanding. Destination: the office. After finishing with the I-94 and other necessary documents, and leaving our luggage at the office, we bought bicycles and went looking for housing ads. Oh, where didn't we go: to the African American neighborhood, to the Ukrainian militia members with their corresponding flags on doors and windows, and to drug addicts. Wildly exhausted from the unusual physical exertion and the heat, we stopped at a motel where our only neighbors were other Work and Travel USA students. And the best part... a 3-minute walk away - the Atlantic Ocean!!! Leaving our bags, we ran to the beach. The ocean water was salty but clearly beneficial (which becomes noticeable after a week or two). No one was swimming - everyone was catching waves :) Due to the abundance of tourists, there is practically no space on the beach during peak tanning hours. Book ahead? No, just catch the sunrise on the beach :) On the way home, we met three boys aged 8-9. Nothing remarkable, you might think, and we thought so too. Suddenly, we heard a whistle from the little ones who had barely finished 1st grade and the phrase, "Chinese, chinese! Look at this!" From that day on, at work and in everyday life, we had to explain more than once that Kazakhstan is not China, etc. First day of work. And why is everything at such huge distances? We rode our bikes to the workplace for 40 minutes under the scorching sun. After introducing ourselves, we received t-shirts and instructions... BUSSERS?! (table cleaners). The offer said: hostess. Instead of the promised $4.50 + tips for a hostess position, they decided to pay us $4.50 without tips for a busser position! Uniform: extra mini shorts and a bright red t-shirt with a low neckline. We didn't sign up for this. After quitting the next day, we didn't know what to do. After walking around 20 blocks near our house, we found a job at a pizzeria with a wonderful manager named Tanya. Following her instructions, we went straight to Bank of America to get cards. Funnily enough, I went there without my documents - I had to go back. Afterward, in a hurry, we went to another town, Conway, to get our SSC, without telling InterExchange about quitting (we were afraid we wouldn't get the SSC). By the way, we later regretted this very much. Salary! First thing on the list: shopping! The three of us, along with our roommate, armed with Google Maps, rushed to TJ Maxx (a wonderful chain of stores with brand-name items at great prices). We got there in exactly 8 minutes. Getting stuck there, we were the last to leave at 10:15 PM. Happy, we headed home. But 20 minutes later, we found ourselves on a huge highway with forests stretching on both sides. Where are we? According to the map, the direction is correct, but why is the route different? Why are we in ANOTHER CITY? Signs saying "Welcome to..." testified to this. So we visited 2 more towns, not understanding what to do now. Cars could be counted on one hand, and there were no pedestrians. Highway, highway, highway... 1:30 AM. Hungry, exhausted by the road and the bicycles, we saw a McDonald's. They wouldn't let us in! They said through the window that they only take orders from drivers in cars. I have never seen worse discrimination. But knowing how to stand up for our rights, we managed to get the manager to serv

VMValeriya Matyukhinalera.matyukhina · 31 janv. 2015Lire

We've finally reached the West Coast, we're at the Pacific Ocean. Our first stop is San Francisco. My first thought was: it actually exists! This city is real and exactly like in the photos! Even better. San Francisco is known for its steep hills, a mix of Victorian and modern architecture, the list goes on... Walking along the inclined streets (sometimes 45-50 degrees) was just wonderful! But we soon got tired of climbing uphill and decided to take a ride on the famous Cable Car. The 'terminal' where the cable car picks up passengers was packed with tourists, the line was definitely half an hour long! We took some photos by it and went for a walk in Chinatown. We bought souvenirs and had a bite to eat, and then the cable car caught up with us. So we got our ride after all! We rode to Lombard Street – the crookedest street in the world. Stunning, I don't think I've seen anything more beautiful. Not the road itself, but the surroundings – the vegetation, flowers, greenery... mmm. Then we headed to Pier 39. We wanted to go to Alcatraz Island, but it turns out you have to book in advance, so we had to settle for photos with the island in the background. Not bad either!:) As an animal lover, I couldn't pass by the San Francisco Zoo, which was conveniently located just a 2-minute walk from our motel. This zoo is probably the most magnificent and well-maintained one I've ever seen. A large area, well-equipped enclosures and cages, lots of trees. In short, pure Wow, Meow, and Baa. By the way, you could feed and brush the goats yourself, although one of them did butt us. And in San Francisco, and throughout California as we realized later, there are a lot of Chinese people. Apparently, it was much closer for them to migrate there. They are quite friendly; I met one woman just by sitting on the bus. In the two stops we rode together, I think I learned her entire family history, about all her children, husbands, dogs, etc.))) In short, San Francisco is pure beauty, picturesque views, and Chinese food everywhere!

VMValeriya Matyukhinalera.matyukhina · 31 janv. 2015Lire

The United States of America. Our first day across the ocean was unforgettable. Due to the time zone difference and the long flight, day blended into night; we didn't know what time it was or which time zone to follow. One long, endless day. But we didn't feel like sleeping at all. Manhattan greeted us, as expected, with incredibly tall skyscrapers and relatively narrow streets. You think Moscow is noisy and hectic, with people rushing about their business without noticing anything around them? Ha, think again! In New York, you can see a hundred people of different nationalities, skin colors, styles, and languages in a single second. You feel like a little ant among other fellows and the huge structures around you. But that adds charm to the city. Our first three days were spent in this very heart of American life. At first, we were just shocked by the different mentality, the number of African Americans with their signature "What's up, maaan???" to passersby, and the lack of regular grocery stores (every day, returning from a walk, we clocked kilometers around Manhattan in search of something edible that wasn't fast food). Returning to the topic of African Americans, I remember the first person we saw in the States was an impressively sized African American lady at visa control, who was running along the line of tourists chatting on their phones, shouting with a look of combat readiness: "Shut it down, man! Shut it down!" That stuck with us for a long time. In New York, we faced a big disappointment on the very first day. We arrived as translation students, thinking we'd quickly figure everything out, start understanding Americans, and knock out the Work and Travel USA participants. Not so fast! We didn't understand absolutely NO-THING. In New York, as I already mentioned, all sorts of dialects and pronunciation quirks are gathered. I remember at first we didn't even understand the greeting "Hey, how are you doing, guys?". New Yorkers diligently swallow every sound they can and can't, leaving 1-2 syllables and a couple of letters. Try to guess that you weren't being told off, but wished a nice day. After seeing the Statue of Liberty and taking 100500 photos with it in the background, we didn't quite successfully head to Chinatown. After wandering around for an hour with 10-20kg suitcases, we found the right bus to Virginia Beach and set off.

ARAnna Rutmanrutman-anna · 10 déc. 2014Lire

Another bus, Sunday, night. We board the bus, get some pretty good seats, but we couldn't fall asleep. The bus was a freezing icebox. Even the Americans were complaining. The driver said he couldn't do anything about it. On top of that, he started being rude to the passengers... As a result, we spent the short trip freezing and listening to the driver yelling. My head was just splitting. To brighten up the trip, we just stared at our phones)) Finally, we arrived in Philadelphia. Tired and exhausted. They dropped us off clearly somewhere on the outskirts))) We walked to the station. It was about 3 AM. We went to get coffee at DD, then Natasha and Masha laid down to sleep on the benches, and Aika and I guarded their sleep)) By the way, there was some insect floating in Natasha's coffee(( It was just really gross( At 6-7 AM we went to wash up, put on makeup... In general, everything according to the old routine)) There wasn't really anywhere to go yet, since we arrived too early. We went for a walk. Went into a park. Enjoyed the silence, sang our hearts out, and got in the mood for our 2nd day of travel. After that, we headed to Franklin Square. There we sat down to rest, even managed to sleep a little on the grass :D Then we realized it was time to eat) After a snack, we headed to Chinatown. We decided to see this district everywhere_) They don't differ much)) Then more walks, walks around beautiful Philadelphia. We reached Love Park. A very lively place. Lots of people, flash mobs. A popular place for wedding photoshoots)) In this place, we recorded messages to our future selves... I still rewatch it and have a smile on my face....) Soaked in the city's energy, we headed to the historical sites) First, we visited Independence Hall, since the US Constitution was signed here) Then we confidently headed to the Liberty Bell. When we arrived, we saw a huge line. We decided to lie on the grass nearby. Then we saw on some girl's FB what this bell looks like inside and decided not to go, since there was nothing special inside.)) We also traveled by subway in Philadelphia. But we only rode it twice. The rest of the time we walked and didn't regret it. The subway in Philadelphia is cleaner than in New York, but there is nothing particularly attractive about it. And so, tired and exhausted, we went to eat and headed towards where our bus was departing. We fell asleep quickly and slept all the way to Boston))

ARAnna Rutmanrutman-anna · 7 déc. 2014Lire

On August 8th, the girls and I worked until 5 instead of 6. Our kind manager let us go early. We ran to our rooms, changed, ordered a taxi, and went out to wait for the car. The taxi arrived quite quickly. We made it to the bus station on time and boarded the bus. The whole way we discussed where else we wanted to go, listened to music, and just chatted :) The trip went by unnoticed, as it was only 2.5 hours. We arrived at the south station. We had a little time before the bus to Washington left, so we decided to walk around Boston. We walked through a couple of streets in the center. Boston is very beautiful. I was amazed. It seems calm, but at the same time, it's not. Everything is in moderation. It's hard to get lost in the city. We were charmed by this city. After walking for about an hour, we headed to the bus. A long journey awaited us. It was about 11 hours. We took our seats and went to sleep. The bus wasn't very comfortable, it had wifi, but as we expected, it was cold. For Americans, such a temperature on a bus is normal. We couldn't sleep properly. Finally, around 8 a.m., we arrived in Washington. The first thing we did was go to the restroom. We had a whole routine there :)) We washed up, brushed our teeth, changed clothes, and put on makeup. In short, we fully prepared ourselves for the big city :)) Then we headed to get something to eat and went to the Apple store. The thing is, we decided to buy ourselves an iPhone 5s. Upon arrival, we discovered that Apple only opens at 11 on weekends. We walked around the city. There were tons of shops of different brands around. We wanted to go everywhere, it was a huge temptation. As a result, at 11 we were at the Apple store. I bought myself a 64GB phone, Mashka got a 32GB one, and Aika got a 16GB one :)) I also bought a screen protector, and I had bought a case in advance. Regarding iPhone prices, they aren't much different from ours. Let me explain the system. When you enter the stores, you see 3 prices. For example, my 64GB iPhone 5s could be bought for 299, 399, or 799. The difference is very noticeable. So, when signing a contract, for example with AT&T (it's like our MTS), for a year, you buy the phone for 399, for two years for 299. And if you don't want to be tied to a company and want to use the phone everywhere, then it's 799 for you. Naturally, I bought it for 799, since I was going to use it in Russia. And it's not just with phones. The situation with tablets is the same. But the prices for tablets there are inexpensive. Whether it's worth buying a phone specifically in America is up to you. After that, we headed to the “Spy Museum”. Honestly, I wasn't impressed. The entrance cost me about $26. They showed a couple of clips. At the beginning, they told us information about different agents, and then we had to complete tasks. Still, this place is designed more for children. I won't post many photos from this place. Let it be a little mystery in case you go there :)) Then we walked through the streets of Washington. We mostly moved around the city by metro. It has a very interesting system. You go up to a machine, buy a card that costs $2, and load $8 onto it. As we understood, the card is enough for a day of trips. It's better to ask how to use it. There is a person specifically there who helps to make the cards correctly. It's better not to do it yourself. After the museum, we headed to the “White House”. I wouldn't say it's a “wow” factor, but seeing this building in person was not bad. There is a fence, so you can't get too close. Also, a bunch of people and everyone wants to take a picture. We also walked along the street after that :)) Not far from the “White House” there is a shop. You can buy souvenirs there. If you buy something there, you can take a picture as if you are inside the “White House” :))) I bought a t-shirt as a souvenir. Then we walked and walked and walked, and came out onto a path that connected many famous places and monuments. This was t

VMValeriya Matyukhinalera.matyukhina · 31 janv. 2015Lire

We were on the road for seven hours, and throughout the entire trip, a little Chinese child was just screaming his lungs out. It would have been fine—who knows, maybe he was in pain—if not for two "buts": the baby's mom, not knowing how to calm him down, chose not the best method, let me tell you. She was desperately shaking him and shouting to the whole bus, "What's wrong with you, baby?" (as if he were carefully hiding it), and another equally stupid question was, "Can you hear me?". No, she's practically screaming into his ear so the whole bus can hear, but he can't hear her. Not getting a coherent answer from her child, she would start shaking him even more, yelling, "Stoooop!!!". This lovely scene of family idyll was interrupted only by a solid dark-skinned lady who was talking just as loudly on the phone with her sister. The thing is, this lady's friend had slept with her husband, and she had caught them and was full of determination to take revenge on him with his own friend. The tone of the conversation was heating up, and my supply of indecent English was no longer enough... A pity, there were so many more details and plans for devastating revenge. So, neither my player, nor my reader, nor my travel pillow were needed. Closer to night, we arrived in Virginia Beach. Back in Russia, I had met some Russian girls who have been living there for ten years. They agreed to let us stay for the summer for a very reasonable fee and a deposit, which we subsequently managed to lose. We stained the carpet, tried to wash it, and it ended up with pink spots, and the deposit washed away forever. But otherwise, we were very lucky with housing: unlike other students, we lived in a HOUSE, not a dorm, three people in a room, two rooms and a living room, a fully equipped kitchen, a backyard—in short, everything a person dreams of when going to America. Oh yes, and an American flag in the backyard. I won't describe every day; that threatens to turn into a thick novel, so I'll try to tell you about the most interesting parts and not bore my readers.