Chisinau: Travel guide, prices and free housing · 2026

UUSAblogi · Oct 1, 2009Read

Spider-Man. Once upon a time, I read one of Max Frei's novels. And here is what I took away for myself: Max Frei compared a person to a spider, a spider whose existence boiled down to weaving its web. All its life, the spider weaves its net, waiting for prey to get caught in the trap. But if the net tears, the spider doesn't go to a new habitat; no, it weaves its web anew. It already knows what it looks like, knows all the conditions, and doesn't want to get out of its cozy dwelling. It's the same with a person living their whole life in their city; they work, they eat, they are comfortable. It is precisely comfort that kills all our human qualities; we don't strive to learn something new, to see new lands. You might ask why I wrote this, only to say that I think people in whose veins the thirst for adventure flows can break their bonds and leave in search of new emotions. Including us, the Work and Travel participants. And then, later, come home and weave, weave their web again. And finally, a little bit of information about the trip. Tickets, DS-2019 form, and J-1 Visa are already with me; all that's left is to wait for the trip. PS: Can someone explain to me how to write this diary and add new pages to the same city (I mean when you need to change the dates in the left corner)? Getting a visa The hour of truth arrived, and upon entering, I had to hand over my phone, keys (oh, how will I get back?), and with the feeling that everything would be fine, I went inside. There were already about 20 people sitting there, waiting for their fate. Ah, it should be noted that before this, while sitting on the trolleybus, I got a lucky ticket (the mindset that everything would be fine worked). So, I gave my fingerprints and started nervously waiting for my turn. I haven't been this nervous in a very long time, nervously rustling the paper on which my job and workplace were written, trying not to forget it. During the interview, I was asked a bunch of questions: where do you study, what is your major, where do your parents work, when are you leaving the country, and when are you coming back (that's where I stumbled and thought that was IT, but remembering, I relaxed and they handed me the documents). Everything, I can breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to buy tickets. Chisinau-Budapest-London-New York are waiting for me (well, at least I am waiting). To be continued...