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SYSandugash Yelyubayeva14 de ago. de 2015Ler

I believe that every Kazakhstani student, even workpeople have a dream to travel around the UK. And I am not an exception. Thanks to International Exchange Center my dream has come true. The huge variety of working, travel and study programs offered by International Exchange Center give indispensable opportunity not only to study and receive certificate of international standing but also make you feel the spirit of British culture and traditions. I can profusely assure you that I was really a happy camper because I was able to check my English level, regain speaking skills which we ghastly need in practical point of view in our country, and meet new friends from all over the world. Firstly, my trip started from flight to abu-dhabi, united Arabic emirates where I changed my plane. I was so amused to be transferred from one foreign place to another and simultaneously to see around meeting different people. My first impression about British people was positive enough. I am saying that because I was so surprised and delighted by the way how the Irish family with whom I lived for 3 weeks met and greeted me. I studied in edgware academy which is located in one of the crowded and busiest streets of London, Covent Garden station. I will never forget the students from my international group and will try to keep them in touch.

OOlegbarnaul_452 · 19 de ago. de 2013Ler

I got a haircut the day before yesterday, amidst the ringing laughter from the barber's jokes and conversations on sharp political topics—specifically, homosexuals and the upcoming Sochi Olympic Games. Yes, exactly like that; for Americans, these topics intersect like no others. Anyway, as a result, I've been getting compliments on my new style at work. I christened my employer 'Gerasim' because of his silent treatment. It's vacation week for the American community and for us, so it's been a daily grind in the kitchen. Yesterday, I ran from prep to the grill. Usually, the person working the fryer—the one 'frying like crazy'—calls out the order, but not in this case. Apparently, he decided I was the grill master, and the tickets were written in such a way that even the devil himself couldn't decipher them. The result: I'm a walking disaster. And my boss is now widely known in 'narrow criminal Russian circles' as Gerasim—not bad, actually, sounds pretty tough. At the supermarket today, I was piling up a salad from a bunch of ingredients when I snapped out of it and realized that my manipulations with the food were sending it not into the bowl, but into the lid. Heavy antibiotics are to blame. I also found 'Russian dressing' there; my delight knew no bounds when I recognized it as 'mayonechup' or 'ketchunaise,' whichever you prefer. Before my 'friends of happiness' left, they taught our waitress, Susan, to say 'Bud zdorov' (Bless you) and 'Spasibo' (Thank you) in Russian. She pronounces them perfectly, with almost no accent. A little about Susan: she's a 50-year-old woman, but she looks excellent, is constantly joking, and in terms of energy, she could give many young people a run for their money. I called to change my departure date, they called me a 'hard speaker' and asked me to call back when an employee who speaks Russian was on site. In the end, everything worked out without any extra fees. I discovered the acronym YOLO—You Only Live Once. It's not news to many, but I learned it in the hectic work environment. I heard about a guy who was fired for playing patty-cake with teenagers here (I don't know what he's on, but not sharing isn't cool). He was almost accused of sexual harassment. I was at the laundry again today, doing my wash, of course. While it was washing, I read a book. I moved everything to the dryer and felt like having an adventure. I headed to the pier, met four wasted Americans, they mistook me for a Bulgarian, I enlightened them about Russia, we had a nice chat, and I left to avoid any trouble. And now, directly to the notes. It's all in the details. Everything here is practically the same as back home, but still different. If it's a shower curtain, it doesn't stick to you while you're washing. If it's a paper towel holder, the roll fits perfectly. Toilet paper is thin, soft, and strong (if you know what I mean). Groceries are cheaper, the selection is bigger, and vegetables are misted with water. They know that any labor should be paid. Cars are cheaper in geometric 'regression'. You can turn right on red (a well-known fact). Drivers are more polite and cautious. Gas station attendants know your name and chat with you about the weather and how things are going. And so much more, you can't remember everything, but these little things immediately catch a Russian's eye. I'll add more as I remember. And yes, I'll post a photo of the Russian dressing.

OEOlga Emelianovaolenenok · 5 de jul. de 2013Ler

Unfortunately, I don't have time to write reports every day. I have to write from memory, but actually, it's not bad to recall the days spent here; at the same time, I analyze how the summer is going, what I'm achieving, and how much money I'm earning. Sunday was nothing remarkable, except that it was the first laundry day. Laundry means a place for washing clothes. Laundromats (I think that's what they're called) are scattered all over the city - self-service. For the last three days, Sonya and I have been planning to do laundry. A lot of clothes had piled up, partly because it was very damp in our room; it turns out a pipe had been leaking the whole week we've been here. The things didn't dry properly and even smelled unpleasant. But either Sonya was busy, or I was, or we were out of detergent. In the end, by the end of my last day off this week, we gathered our strength. We took all our things and went, but first to the store for detergent. I had to choose it alone since Sonya stayed with the "bags" of clothes. I didn't think it would be so difficult. The laundry detergent I'm used to is dry, in a box; here, it's only available in very large packs. All other laundry products are sold in pods, 20 pieces per pack. One pod = one wash in modern automatic machines. Very convenient. I took the only brand I knew from those presented - Tide, and, I think, the cheapest one - $5. By the way, you can buy detergent in the laundry itself, but for 75 cents per pod!!! There are special vending machines. In the laundromat, we were clueless for a long, long time. That's why I'm writing in detail now about what and how to press. First, we sorted what to wash with what. Then, from different types of washers, we chose the right one. Later, I figured out what's what. There are different types of machines depending on the type of detergent: liquid, dry, granules. The newest machines are for granules, and they are the vast majority. After the clothes were loaded into the machine, we realized we didn't have change. All washers only accept 25-cent coins. One wash = $2.50. Sonya went home for change, and I studied everything around me. On the machine itself, there are 6 buttons: white, bright, colors, delicate, woolen, and something like "very dirty laundry." The instructions say that we choose the water temperature ourselves. I haven't figured out how yet. After waiting for Sonya, I decided to ask for help from a girl who was waiting for her things, if she could change a dollar for me. Everything turned out to be much simpler; the girl pointed to a change machine that was hidden in the corner!!! Be careful, don't repeat my mistakes!!!! Out of joy, I immediately loaded the money. When choosing the color, I pressed the 'white' button, although all the things were colored and could fade. Actually, I expected that after pressing the button, something like temperature or other options would appear on the display. I thought I would just see what would be offered. That didn't happen; the machine started washing immediately. And on the display appeared: hot water, 33 min. I felt like I was in a train station waiting room. It was my first time watching American TV. They were broadcasting news; as I understood, there are fires in California right now. Then the weather, I didn't understand anything there at all. Temperatures in the USA are measured in Fahrenheit, the conversion formula is non-linear, so you can't just estimate it easily. Already when the things were washed, on one of the machines I saw a table of color-to-temperature correspondence. White = hot, bright & delicate = warm, colors & woolen = cold. That's what the independent temperature choice consisted of. There are also several types of automatic dryers. Sort of like new and old models. As an African-American woman advised me (she came up later), you need to use the new ones because they work faster. This pleasure costs 25 cents. But I had to use the dryer 3 times in a row for the things to dr

ККириллstriklend · 5 de nov. de 2009Ler

Arches and Monument Valley turned out to be the two coolest, brightest, and most memorable places for us in America. And as it usually happens, that's exactly when our camera died.)))))) We had to take photos with a 0.3-megapixel camera. Better not to have taken any at all))) But let's take things in order. (The photos I posted were downloaded from the internet just so you could imagine what it looks like.) On the morning after the Rocky Mountains, we continued our journey along the road running through the Colorado River Canyon, right above the current. Then we drove onto a road through the desert (the American desert—read our semi-desert—is characterized by the expression "not thick, not empty"). Stopping was forbidden here due to frequent sandstorms. We weren't planning on it anyway.) Another 20 minutes of driving and we enter Arches National Park. Rocks and sand all around, everything a rich copper color. Noon, the sun is baking, and it becomes clear why everything around is so red. "The iron and copper content gives it blah-blah-blah..." they will tell you—don't believe it. With this sun, anything would be red, even a waffle towel or Michael Jordan!! The first point is the Broadway. A flat valley 3 kilometers long and 400 meters wide, with sheer rock walls on both sides about 300 meters high. It looks insane against the blue sky, so we don't let our cameras out of our hands. Exhausted Asians are scurrying around, making us envious as they snap photos with cool, high-end cameras)) The view from the valley is even cooler. The sky is divided into 3 equal parts. Two crimson and one saturated blue. You can't stand with your head tilted back for long, so after 20 minutes of climbing around the nearby area, we head to the car. Talking about the park and trying to describe it is a waste of time. I'll just note—there are about 2,000 natural arches here. A couple of dozen of them are huge and super cool. I must say that you are obligated to do at least one thing here—hike to Delicate Arch. It is located on a flat plateau on top of a mountain. It's visible from everywhere, but that's not the same as when you look at everything around from it. It's a 4-kilometer hike uphill, though. It will be very tough. I promise) People dying, lying under 20-centimeter bushes, will be begging for water. Your legs will magically turn into cotton. Sweet voices in your head and behind you will be begging you to turn back. Don't listen and keep going! Sing Malinin's songs to yourself, play chess in your mind, imagine yourself as Bruce Willis saving the planet—in short, do anything, but make it there. It is so worth it that it's hard to even imagine. It's not for nothing that this arch became the symbol of Utah—if it were something else, I would be offended) Right by the Arch is a kilometer-deep cliff. The whole park is like in the palm of your hand. You can sit in safety if you don't like extreme sports, or you can walk along the edge a couple of times and stand on one leg for a photo—decide for yourself. But you have to climb up, that's all there is to it. Also, among the most outstanding places, one should note Double Arch, Landscape Arch in Devil's Garden, and Balanced Rock. Just for this, it will take 7-8 hours at a normal pace, because you can climb everything here, squeeze through everywhere, and since you can, arch after arch, hill after hill—and you've already lost a couple or three hours that you expected to spend on a hearty lunch). Anyway, with numerous sighs and delights, we leave the park around 4 o'clock—after all, today we still need to make it to the sunset in Monument Valley!!! We expect to see more rocks, nothing special, just pieces of stone sticking out of the ground. Yeah. Right. As we approach the Valley, everyone's jaw drops. No one expected to see THIS. I think this is the coolest, coolest, coolest, coolest thing I've seen in the USA. Maybe it's because we arrived at sunset and twilight, I don't know. But if someone tells me th

МПМоя поездка по штатамguest_16001 · 1 de out. de 2009Ler

Boulder is not very big town But very beautiful!!! It is more a student town because it is a big university here)) Lots of monuments)) very clean!! I like Boulder) I was in a sushi bar there)) delicious !!!

NFNadezhda Fogelgezang22 de nov. de 2015Ler

So, it was May 20th, when I was standing next to the airplane and couldn’t believe that in a few hours I'm going to be in America! Isn’t that amazing that nowadays so many people, moslty students have that chance to travel all around the world. We have so many programs and associations that direct and help us to see the world. My Mum told me that when she was my age, they never got any chance to travel to America, England, Germany and so on. She thinks present time is an advancement time. And she’s so happy that teenagers can live their dreams. So, I've got that dream to come to the USA and started all this paper work with documents and all that stuff in last September. The program called "Work and Travel". This is such a good program for students. I mean we can work for the whole summer, we can turn the money back and plus we can travel and see so many beautiful places. That sounds really great, isn’t it? So during nine months I was collecting documents, I was looking for job offers, I was pretty excited about my visa interview and thanks GOD on May 12th I got it all and in a week I reached my dream place named America. :) I spent my whole summer in North Myrtle Beach, SC. I got my job offer in the best place ever IHOP. So I was working as a waitress and I did love it. In my opinion a server is a great job for a foreign student in America. 1) You work inside, so the heat doesn't bother you. 2) You improve your English everyday by speaking with the customers. 3) You never feel thirsty or hungry, because you work with the food. 4) And the last you can make really good tips. So I did love to be a server in IHOP. My first two weeks were really difficult, because it was my first experience as a server and everything was in English. I know customers can be different, but most of them are so sweet, nice and so open and it helped me to stay in tune even when I messed up with the orders and etc. I met so many nice people and made so many friends in IHOP. We became such a family during these three months and I feel so thankful for this! Also taking this chance to say THANKYOU to my boss Amir and two fabolous managers Amy and Peter. Thank you for forgiven me all my oversights and mistakes. Thank you for being so sweet and patient! :) So, later on after two weeks. Some of my friends and I realized that If we want to work AND travel and also turn back some money…we NEED a second job. We were looking for a second one almost for a month…I mean we found it quickly, but all these paper work took the whole month, which annoyed us very much. So my friends and I, we meant to work at the Market named Kroger. We supposed to work at Deli . So we have to deal with the meat. Cut the meat and sell it to the customers. My first day in Kroger was awful…because I’ve got this allergy on something. And I still got no idea what it was. Meat? Probably, because it’s full of chemical ingredients. Or maybe gloves? We had to work at gloves. And they also had these chemical things. I still do not know what I’ve got allergy on. But I felt so awful and I did sneeze every five minutes. I phoned my boss and asked him to do something. Maybe change my section or I’d better quiet. He said we tried to do something and the other day they sent me to a bagger girl. I NEVER liked this job. It was boring and I had to deal with the carts which I couldn’t stand, because it was too hard. Actually a bagger is a job for a man. But Kroger didn’t have any vacant places, but a bagger. They did have a vacancy for a cashier. But I was scared. It is my fist time in America and Kroger is my second job. I was scared that I could mess up with the money or coins. For the first time – they would forgive me. For the second they would probably do the same. But next time I would be fired. And I didn’t want that. Kroger gave us really good salary :) So even that I never liked Kroger and this job as a bagger. But people, they were so sweet. I met so many cool and great friends. You guys just neve