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NNataljanataljauk · 20 dic 2025Leggi

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BBBekarys Buitekovbekarys.buitekov · 9 gen 2023Leggi

The main trait of my character is to always look at a situation from a positive side and always hope for the best, while also being prepared for the worst. This quality of my character helps me a lot in living and striving forward. Even in the situation I found myself in, which I want to share with you. Spring is the most important and favorite season of the year for me. It is a time of nature's awakening, an enthusiastic state of mind, and an attempt to start something new. In the spring, I found myself, my love, and a chance to fulfill my dream. Or rather, I learned about a student program for summer work in the USA, Work and Travel. About the opportunity to grow up, to study in person the culture of the country I dreamed of visiting since I was young, to immerse my whole soul in the atmosphere radiated by the capital of American and world cinema - Hollywood, to absorb the knowledge and emotions gained for creating art and film, which is very important in my profession, to improve my communication skills and language level, and to spend an unforgettable summer with a loved one close to me. The feeling of being inspired, which arose after realizing the new opportunities, gave such a big push to the immediate realization of the above-mentioned and desired list. That is how our conscious preparation for this program began. First of all, we started studying all the available information about Work and Travel from all possible verified sources. First, of course, we went to Google. It is not for nothing that people say "Google it!". We, people, love to "google" absolutely everything we don't know but want to learn more about, and that's how it was with us. After all, information from the words of our acquaintances was not enough for us. Then came the second popular and useful platform for humanity - YouTube. That's when all the interesting stuff started, the icing on the cake - real stories of students just like us who managed to fly across the ocean and check off that very line on their dream list or vision board (well, everyone has their own) "Visit America". Listening to their fascinating story, the baggage of new knowledge and adventures, inadvertently made me think about the changes in them for the better. After all, a trip, even an insignificant one, and in our case a priceless one, can in any case influence us. Starting from internal sensations, ending with new strength for amazing ideas and feats for improving oneself and the world. This summer passed very productively and informatively, full of hopes and ambitions. Sometimes thoughts visited me that for me it seemed like something unreal (as for many, probably). But for me, it was unreal and difficult because I had to radically change my life if I wanted to fly to America. Plus, considering that I haven't asked my parents for money since I was 16, it meant I had to earn money for the program myself. After finishing the spring semester, I got a job as a camera technician and assistant cameraman in a private production company, so I worked for four months. On weekends, I went to other projects in the film industry, directed and shot music videos for young artists, as well as commercials. I worked tirelessly to save up and participate in the program, to expand my worldview, horizons, and knowledge, which will have a great influence on creating something unique and amazing in the future from me, as a feature film director. In the fall, at the beginning of my third year, everything seemed perfect. First of all, a center was chosen that deals with sending students on Work and Travel. We chose the International Exchange Center. It attracted us because it is the largest and most well-known international student exchange agency, having a high rating in participant loyalty. And most importantly, the necessary amount for submitting documents and participating in the program was saved. Parents also supported our conscious and firm step into a country unknown to both them and us, and

VMValeriya Matyukhinalera.matyukhina · 31 gen 2015Leggi

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 gen 2015Leggi

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.

LKLyudmila Kovalevamila_kovaleva · 17 ott 2011Leggi

I decided it would be useful to write down the addresses of some good shops and beautiful places in New York... And here they are: MegaStore J&R (a huge shopping center where you can find any tech you need). It is located in Lower Manhattan near the Brooklyn Bridge, 23 Park Row (you need to walk through City Hall Park). By the way, they are open from 10 AM to 7 PM. You can get there by subway: 4, 5, 6 to Brooklyn Bridge (you'll see the Brooklyn Bridge there too). Manhattan Mall (just a really cool shopping center) - 100 W. 33rd Street, Broadway @ 33rd Street. Strawberry (you can find a branch of this store in Manhattan Mall, but there are many others around the city) - 129 E 42nd St (between De Pew Pl & Lexington Ave). Macy’s (I think this is the biggest and most famous store for fashion and branded clothing in New York) – 151 W. 34th St (on the corner of 34th Street and Broadway). Subway: 1, 2, 3, 9 to Penn Station. Daffy’s – located right next to Macy’s (lots of good and inexpensive clothing). Necessary clothing – there are several of these stores around the city: 1) 442 Broadway (Soho area) 2) 676 Broadway (Noho area) 3) 404 Broadway (Tribeca area) 4) 443 Broadway (Soho area) Century XXI – 22 Cortland Street (between Church and Broadway). It is located in Lower Manhattan. TJ Maxx – 620 Ave of Americas. Sephora – on Times Square 34th St, 5th Ave (a gorgeous cosmetics store! By the way, you can even get your makeup done there for free). Look for discounts where you see signs like: clearance, closeout, out of business sale. Also, if you manage to, you can catch a massive clothing sale at Housing Works stores. Basically, at the end of the season, stores get rid of clothes that weren't sold in time because they need to bring in new collections. That's why they hold these sales almost every Saturday starting in September: you buy a bag from them for $25 and stuff everything you can fit into it. We didn't make it to such a sale ourselves since we were in New York at the beginning of the week, but I read that it's total chaos and a madhouse))) Just type "New York, Housing Works" into the internet and the great Google will give you full information on where and when it will take place. By the way, there is also a good site called Hopstop... just enter where you are and where you need to go... they will break down for you exactly how best to get to your destination. Madame Tussauds Museum is located on Times Square, 234 W 42nd St. (between 7th and 8th Ave). Empire State Building - between 33rd and 34th street. To find Times Square, you need to walk up Broadway to 42nd Street. There is a very beautiful library on the corner of 42nd St and 5th Ave. To get to Chinatown, you need to take the subway to the Canal Street stop. Hard Rock Cafe - 1501 Broadway. Central Park – corner of 5th Ave and East 64th street. Well, maybe this information will be useful to someone)

LKLyudmila Kovalevamila_kovaleva · 17 ott 2011Leggi

Oh my god, New York has so many different shops that it would take a whole month or even more to visit them all! As I wrote before, I had everything "under control"... I wrote down the addresses of shops where you can buy beautiful, trendy, and affordable clothes... but damn, since we had never been to this huge and terrifyingly crowded city in our lives, finding those very shops wasn't that easy... so we just started going into every one we came across on our way. In general, New York is the perfect city for shopaholics, as you can constantly see signs like "Sale," "Clearance," etc. And September is the peak of these very sales! In some stores, discounts reach up to 80%!!! (though, to be fair, the prices in such stores are unrealistically high). Well, anyway, we decided that we would spend the first day in Upper Manhattan, and on the second day, we would go to Lower Manhattan, since the famous China Town and Little Italy are located there. What can I say, 2 days, for me personally, is just a terribly short time for shopping! You want to walk around, compare prices... what if I find something better!) In my hometown, I can spend a week just looking for a pair of shoes... and here is New York with a bunch of shops that just blow your mind (guys won't understand this =). So Aselya and I spent the first day just looking around, and by the end of the day, we realized that we hadn't bought anything worthwhile... but we were tired as dogs) I've never even been that tired at work) The next day we woke up with full confidence that today we would definitely buy everything we needed. On the first day of our "great shopping spree," we found one awesome store called Manhattan Mall... and that really is a true paradise for any girl. Inside this store, there is a Strawberry department, which has a bunch of awesome and, most importantly, truly inexpensive clothes. But since we found it late in the evening, we didn't have time to buy anything because they were closing. So we decided that we would head there the next morning. Waking up in the morning and packing all our things, we went straight there. The funniest thing was that they wouldn't even let me into the fitting room because I was taking too many clothes to try on). After buying everything we could there, we ran to find the nearest subway (thankfully it was right in that shopping center). We arrived in Lower Manhattan and desperately started looking for China Town. Once we got to that area, we didn't fully understand if we were in the right place, as I imagined it quite differently... personally, I thought China Town was a big market, like a flea market. But it turned out to be the complete opposite... China Town is located right on the street... well, I mean, a whole street is dedicated to it. You walk down the street, and on both sides, there are a bunch of small boutiques with all sorts of things, from jewelry, perfumes, and bags to all kinds of souvenirs. Well, honestly, I didn't like it there at all... I expected something more. It's just that Aselya and I really messed up and didn't buy more souvenirs there right away... we thought we'd come back later, but then it was too late and we had to buy them in Manhattan at triple the price. Never buy souvenirs in regular stores, because in China Town you will find the same thing, but much cheaper! What annoyed me most were the Chinese people... first of all, they are so pushy that sometimes I wanted to tell them to get lost). And they also terribly love money. When I was paying for something, they would grab the money so hard that I was afraid they would rip it off along with my hand! And by the way, definitely haggle with the sellers! I was just interested in comparing the prices of bags there and in regular stores... so I went up to a Chinese woman and pointed at the first bag I saw. She told me that the bag cost 30 bucks. After finding out the price, I turned around and wanted to walk away, but I heard her shout that she could give

VMValeriya Matyukhinalera.matyukhina · 31 gen 2015Leggi

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.

EEkaterinaekaterina3815 · 29 set 2011Leggi

Window seat... a heavy sigh... I adjust my seatbelt and feel the plane quickly picking up speed. My mind is blank, just an inexplicable, hollow void. In an instant, the plane lifts off the ground and you realize - this is it... everything. Everything is behind me. A small, incredibly dear to my heart, unique life has been lived. I watch the ground below, once so distant - and now so familiar - with fascination. Friends, emotions, the best memories are left there, outside the plane... Later, people will tell me, "Come on, it'll be even better! You'll definitely fly again! You'll go to the same places, meet your friends!" Maybe... although... I guess it can't be better or worse. It will just be "different." Faces and places don't stay the same. Moments in life are unique. Summer 2011 is forever in my heart. I realize that America is saying goodbye to a different girl than the one it met once. I lean back in my seat, close my eyes, and like frames of a color movie, faces, events, and days of the best time of my life start playing in my head...