Jersey: Seyahat rehberi, vizeler ve ücretsiz konaklama · 2026

TITatiana Ivanova10 Ara 2019Oku

Maybe this topic is overused, but I'll share it anyway. It will help you save money for more important things. When my friend and I first arrived, we went to a store near our house. It wasn't the cheapest, but not the most expensive either. However, when you haven't earned anything yet and have only recently exchanged your rubles, the prices seem astronomical in comparison. Later, we found out about Walmart. You can find everything there, from groceries, clothes, and medicine to home goods, outdoor gear, and electronics. The prices are quite low. We could buy fruits and vegetables there without going broke, because produce is actually expensive, though it depends on the state. For example, I bought a t-shirt there for less than 2 dollars. A bit later, we discovered ALDI. The prices there are very low, even lower than Walmart. The only downside is that it's not very big, they only sell groceries and household goods, and it closes at 8 PM. There is also Five Below, which is somewhat similar. But it has more items and better quality. Prices range from 1 to 5 dollars. Unfortunately, the only food they have is candy, but otherwise: simple clothes (like pajamas), cosmetics, stationery, arts and crafts supplies, home goods, and all sorts of knick-knacks. I can't help but mention stores, or rather outlets, like Marshalls and Ross. You can buy brand-name items there at a lower price. And a general tip: buy things at outlets and try to shop in August or September. This is the season for sales—real sales of 50-70%, not like in Russia. You can buy good, brand-name items for pennies, save a ton of money for travel, and bring some cash back home. P.S. And I almost forgot: buy things in states where there is no sales tax. For example, New Jersey has no tax on clothing, and Delaware has no sales tax at all.

ASAlina Sivacheva27 Kas 2019Oku

We were set to spend our amazing summer just outside the capital of Massachusetts, on the Cape Cod peninsula, in a small town called Sandwich. So, from the moment we got our J-1 Visa and bought our plane tickets, we also started actively looking for housing. Oh, if only we had known for sure that in such a small and, at that time, not very popular place for J-1 students, it would be quite difficult to find housing on websites, we would have certainly started searching at least a couple of months earlier. We might have managed, by the time we got our visas, to have scoured all the American websites or written to all of our friend's American acquaintances (and believe me, she made plenty of them last summer while working on the same program in Cape Cod) asking for help finding a place for the summer. But I’m used to believing that everything happens for a reason. And I certainly became convinced of that later. Since we didn't find a room or a house in advance, luckily, my friend's sister agreed to take us in for a while. However, we couldn't stay in her house for the whole summer because, firstly, it would have been difficult to get to work every day with only a bicycle :) (she lives quite far from our workplace), and secondly, we wanted more independence and autonomy. Therefore, at the beginning of the program, we indicated the sister's address on the DS-2019 form, as we planned to live with her at first. Later, when we had already found our own housing while in America through acquaintances, we changed the address on the IEC.Exchange website. So, just two weeks later, we met an incredible person, our landlady, who became more than just a landlord to us—she became a true friend and a source of support in everything (though, as it turned out later, most Americans are incredibly responsive and kind). We paid $500 per month per person for the room ($125 per week), considering that we could use absolutely everything. At our disposal were a kitchen with all the utensils, a washer and dryer, a private bathroom, a living room with a TV, a hammock, and lounge chairs in the backyard, and much more. Besides that, she very often gave us rides wherever we needed to go and also happily showed us the famous sights of Sandwich. On average, housing prices across America vary from $90 to $150 per person per week. It all depends on the state and city. For example, in Orlando (Florida), you can rent a room in a hotel for employees (like J-1 students) for $130 per person. And in New Jersey, for example, the price for housing is $95-115. There are also options for renting housing from an employer. Some employers provide housing completely free of charge, while others charge a symbolic fee, for example, $50 per week.

OSOleksandr Shevchuk10 Ara 2018Oku

I am going to tell all my trip to the USA and how was it going. First of all, I found a couchsurfer, who invited me in his house for two days. It was my first impression, that man was the best person who I have ever seen. He spoke a lot, played games, ate plenty of food, even made a party with barbecue. After that I moved out to my job. Honestly, I was unsatisfied with it. Employer and housing were perfect, but job was horrible. It includes cleaning toilet, bathrooms, cabins etc. InterExchange helped me and I did quit that job and found and started work in windows cleaning company. That job was amazing I cleaned mansions what cost I believe at least million dollar, I had funny team and chilling time with company. I still remember jokes of mine team leader. My team was generally slav people, so we even understand each other in our native languages. I have been working there for 2 and half months. On day off we usually go to the Beach, ride bikes, go shopping, make a little parties. I found so much friends from around the world, did learn about their food and culture. After middle of August I started to travel. I was in New York city, Pennsylvania, Connecticut states, Niagara Falls. And the main point I made one of my dream became a truth. It is skydiving in New Jersey . I do not know so many words to describe my feelings about that. It was so exciting, I still remember those feelings and impressions. Broadly speaking, I have one advice to participants of Work and Travel program. It is do not focus on earning money, guys, you will earn enough trust me, better to spend this money on something that gave you impression to your heart. I have never regretted about each dollar what I spent. It was the best my summer in my whole life. Good luck guys!

SSShalgyn Seifulla15 Ara 2017Oku

America is still here! Or my first trip abroad ever! So, Most people plan and try to spend their summer PERFECTLY. After all, summer is a sweet, three-month slice of life every year. My summer in America was the most memorable one. I had been dreaming of a trip to America since 2012, when I was a sophomore in college. Back then, my friends were already flying there for short-term summer language courses. Their impressions of America not only motivated me but also led me to take action and achieve results. After entering the university in September, I immediately registered at the International Exchange Center for the Work and Travel USA 2017 program in Almaty. We were prepared very thoroughly for the trip; we were informed and explained all the rules step-by-step, for which I am very grateful to our coordinators. Everything was planned by winter: where we would live, how we would get there, who our employer would be, and how it would all happen. And finally, after a successful interview with the consul in April and receiving my J-1 Visa, I boarded a Lufthansa plane for the first time in my life. After landing successfully at the New Jersey airport “EWR”, we went to pick up other students from New York’s “John F. Kennedy” airport. There were so many emotions inside; America was truly waiting and hadn't gone anywhere. Right then, on the way to the other airport, I felt the breath of the city, the rhythm where everyone is in a hurry and busy with their own business, where it is immediately clear that time really matters to them. After all, they say TIME IS MONEY for a reason. The grandeur of this city truly met my expectations. Everything is just like in the movies: skyscrapers, humidity, friendly people, and so much more. A city that breaks many stereotypes with its culture and population. In America, age doesn't matter; if a person wants to enter college for a bachelor's degree even after 25, it's normal for them. Back home, it would look like the person had missed their years of education. After we met the other students, we had a journey ahead to Bethany Beach, Delaware. We reached our destination on a shuttle bus from E-Point, a company that specializes in meeting and seeing off J-1 students. And here we were in Bethany Beach. We settled in, and in the morning, we went to the employer to meet the local staff of our restaurant. Everything went as planned: gifts and souvenirs from Kazakhstan, friendly attitudes, and welcoming smiles. Our team consisted of guys from Russia, Kazakhstan, Romania, and Macedonia. It was interesting to learn not only about American culture but also about Europe. Even on the busiest and hardest days, it was a lot of fun working with them.

OOOralbek Otegulov30 Kas 2015Oku

American adventures never end and never bore anyone. Not long after arriving there, I found a new friend. He was a Kyrgyz guy named Elzar Isaev. At first, I thought he was Kazakh, but it turned out he was Kyrgyz. It was clear that he read a lot and was well-informed, but misinformation had completely poisoned his mind. When I spoke to him in Kazakh, he would speak to me in Kyrgyz. We understood each other about 70-80 percent; if there was something we didn't understand, he would say it in Russian, and I would say it in English. After this, I became convinced that there is no significant difference between the Kazakh and Kyrgyz people. A monkey and a human also have 99 percent similarity, with only a 1 percent difference. That one percent alone cannot turn a monkey into a human. Likewise, the slight difference between the two nations will never make a Kyrgyz person a Kazakh. Kazakhs and Kyrgyz have never been under the same flag. Perhaps if they had lived under the same flag for 1-2 centuries, the difference would not have grown. Moreover, a very dangerous ideological process is currently underway in Kyrgyzstan. Kyrgyz historians and ideologues, whether for populism or state orders, seem to write whatever comes to their minds. From Elzar's words, I understood that an anti-Kazakh ideology is forming there. According to them, everyone on earth descended from the Kyrgyz. The Kyrgyz are an ancient nation and do not even belong to Turkic tribes. They claim the Kyrgyz of that time simply accepted the suzerainty of the Turks. According to Elzar, our last khan, Kenesary, came to conquer the Kyrgyz. The Kyrgyz defended their country from Kenesary and killed him for that. What kind of terrible misinformation is this?! We even argued over several topics. If such an ideology continues at the state level, the neighboring country is on the verge of zombifying its own people. This could very well lead to fascism. Some might think, what can tiny Kyrgyzstan do to us? But considering how tiny Finland, with a population of less than 5 million, put up a fierce resistance against the Soviet Union with its 140 million people, this cannot be taken lightly. Therefore, in the future, a threat to our country from the Kyrgyz is quite possible. Getting off track, I later worked with that same Elzar. One night, while returning from work in the middle of the night, we saw two girls on the street taking pictures of buildings and looking very happy. I immediately said, "Those are Kazakh girls." Elzar didn't believe it. We walked closer and it turned out they really were Kazakhs. One was Aisulu from Almaty, and the other was Anastasia Glukhareva from Kereku (Pavlodar). The girls, who work in the city of Wildwood in the neighboring state of New Jersey, used their day off to travel to Delaware. The four of us went to a 24-hour cafe near my house and sat there until dawn. After that, we decided to go to the Atlantic Ocean shore to welcome the sunrise. The sunrise over the ocean is truly uniquely beautiful. It was the first time in my life I had welcomed the sunrise. It was the dawn of July 23, 2014...

LLLiubov Lopakova16 Ara 2017Oku

Our final destination was New York. Housing is very expensive, so I recommend the website Airbnb. Volunteers there offer to rent you a room. It turns out to be much cheaper than a hotel. We were very lucky; for about $300 for two, we rented a very clean and cozy room in New Jersey (10 minutes by bus from Times Square). New York is a dream city for some, while for others it is noisy and uncomfortable. But it is true that it is truly very unusual, very modern, and multinational. We were in New York for 4 days. Then a plane home awaited us. Well, I want to say that this was truly one of the best trips, one of the longest. America hasn't gone anywhere. It has remained in my heart forever. After three months, we already started calling the states our second home. This is a wonderful experience and a magnificent country, with its own culture and history.

YTYauheni Turavets15 Ara 2017Oku

Everything for the first time From the airplane cabin Austrian Airlines, flight Minsk-Vienna, Vienna-New York. 1.5 hours to Vienna, a layover, and another 8.5 hours of flight to get there, across the ocean. Everything was new to me – after all, it was my first time flying in my life. The flight was not easy for me. I arrived in Vienna looking really red, as if I had just spent two hours in a steam room. I didn't expect it to be so nerve-wracking for me. I managed to pull myself together in two hours. During the long flight to the States, I thought about my future job at a restaurant, about what and how I would have to do, and if they would fire me if I did something wrong. In short, there were only questions to which I (alas) could not yet give answers. Upon arriving at JFK airport in New York, we (I was flying with a friend) had to go through passport control. And so, after standing in line for about an hour (there were a lot of people), our turn finally came, and we headed to the officer. We greeted him calmly, gave him the necessary documents, but that's when our adventures began. During the flight, we were offered to fill out a declaration, which is MANDATORY when entering the USA (a lot is written about this on the Internet), but we didn't attach any importance to it. A big mistake. We stood there not knowing what to do. There was a long line behind us. But we were lucky. The customs officer handed us the declaration and asked us to fill it out right there on the spot. I am grateful to that man for not sending us to the back of the line. Having finally passed passport control, we quickly rushed to get our suitcases, as time was running out and we might miss our bus. NY city We knew how to get to the bus station because two of our friends had arrived a week earlier. Using the AirTrain (they have them in Moscow too), we reached the necessary station and transferred to the subway. After about 40 minutes, we were coming out of the underground passage, and there it was before me, that very same, real New York that I had only seen in movies. An endless stream of cars, crowds of people, steam from the sewers – this is exactly how I imagined it. We were hugely impressed by the real New York, but there was no time to admire it, as we were in a hurry to get to the bus station. And we got lucky – we made it to the last bus to Cape May (New Jersey), which was our final destination. It took more than 4 hours to get to Cape May with one transfer. On the way to Cape May, we made a stop in one of the largest cities in NJ – Atlantic City. Late at night, we finally reached Cape May, exhausted and so tired that we almost missed the stop where we needed to get off. We got off. 2 a.m. An unfamiliar country, an unfamiliar city. No connection at all. No transport running. We are standing there with our suitcases. What the hell are we supposed to do, where are we going? We only had the address of the house. A few minutes later, a car pulls up, a man gets out and says: "Roman?" My friend answers: "Yes." And I thought, finally...

YTYauheni Turavets15 Ara 2017Oku

A little bit of everything Cape May is a cozy little resort town, the southernmost point of New Jersey, located right on the Atlantic coast. According to Wikipedia, the population of Cape May as of 2010 was 3.6 thousand. But in the summer, this number usually grows to 40 thousand, and that is truly the case. According to Travel Channel, Cape May is among the top 10 beaches in the USA. Standing on the ocean shore for the first time, you catch yourself staring at the mighty water element, spellbound, simply enjoying the moment. It’s impossible to put into words, although, of course, it doesn't compare to the impressions of seeing the REAL New York for the first time. But more on that below. Beauty of the Atlantic Ocean The house where we lived We lived outside the city, renting a room on a summer veranda for four people. I had the chance to work in one of the best restaurants in Cape May – 410 Bank Street restaurant. We got to work by bicycle. I worked as a kitchen prep – in Russian, a kitchen assistant. My job involved cleaning and chopping vegetables and fruits, making salads, and peeling shrimp. I liked the work. But at the same time, there were some difficulties – I’ll be honest, I hadn't really held a knife in my hands before. The chef demanded fast and precise task execution. I had to learn everything quickly, so the first week became a very serious test of resilience and patience, which (I believe) I passed quite well. In the restaurant, I worked with people from different countries: Serbia, Puerto Rico, Romania, Italy, and Russia. At work, I spoke mostly in English. It was not only a good experience interacting with people of different mentalities but also excellent practice for my English and expanding my vocabulary. For the first two weeks, I had to learn the names of products on the fly and remember where everything was in the kitchen; I had to ask things two, three, or even more times. It is worth noting that the chef was friendly and always ready to explain and help. My conclusion is: don't be afraid that you will do something wrong and get fired for it. Americans are very friendly, open people, ready to listen to you and help with words and deeds. The main thing is to be hardworking, self-confident, and just believe that everything will work out! After some time, I knew exactly what I needed to do and how, and the chef appreciated it, which also led to a raise. At first, I earned $9.5 an hour, so to speak, I was on probation. After 3 weeks, my salary was increased to $10 an hour. I tried to give my all every day, working more than the 8 hours stipulated by the contract. I also want to say that our restaurant had so-called overtime. After working more than 40 hours a week, we received $15 per hour for each hour of overtime, which, of course, was very pleasing. And now a few words about the second job. At the second job, I also worked in a restaurant. The Blue Rose restaurant, according to Google, was among the top 5 restaurants in Cape May in 2016. I worked as a dish-washer, which, in my opinion, is one of the least favorite positions among students. My workday started at the first restaurant at 8 a.m. and ended at 5 p.m., then at the second – from 5 p.m. to 12 p.m. I had one day off a week, very rarely two. One week I even had to work all seven days. At Blue Rose, I worked as a dish-washer for more than 2 months, and it was a kind of record because, before that, no one had worked that long in this position. Honestly, it was quite hard because I was on my feet all day. Most of all, I lacked sleep – we slept 4-5 hours a day. But I proved to myself that I can and I know how! There were also funny incidents at work. Together with my friend (we both worked at Blue Rose), we had to unload a garage full of accumulated paper. We didn't even notice how, out of nowhere, a skunk appeared!!! And what do you think, this stinker kept us from working. It kept walking around us, entered our garage, and we couldn't do anything)) Af