Anchorage: Seyahat rehberi, fiyatlar ve ücretsiz konaklama · 2026

MBMariia Bardakhanovamashapie · 19 Ara 2014Oku

It's our third day at the Captain Cook Inn. Veronika is feeling a bit better, and I decided to head to downtown Anchorage—I was just curious. Veronika nodded in approval, so I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs. I tried to find any info on Anchorage public transport online—nothing. Absolutely zero. I just waved it off, thinking someone would surely point me in the right direction. Two women were sitting in the lobby-kitchen of our hotel. I asked them how to get to downtown Anchorage. It felt like nobody really knew. One of the women pulled out a map and showed me where we were and where the center was. It wasn't that far. The manager said he usually bikes to the center. He said it would take about 40 minutes on foot. But it was quite chilly outside, so I was still hoping for a bus. With no other choice, I headed to the bus stop near our hotel. After staring at the signs for about 10 minutes, I decided which bus to take. I thought, "Whatever, if anything, I'll just talk to the driver or other passengers and figure it out." My guess was right, and I got off in downtown Anchorage. My first impression was that the city was just stuck somewhere in the 70s. Lots of low-rise buildings, slightly old-fashioned signs. Still, it looks quite charming. My second surprise was the huge number of alternative youth in the central square. Everyone was bright, interesting, laughing, and riding skateboards. It was fun to watch them for a bit. Suddenly, I found myself standing in front of a RadioShack. I decided to go in and buy the cheapest prepaid phone, just like I did in Pittsburgh. I went in and bought a Motorola slider, which I hadn't seen in circulation for about 7 years. I was happy with the purchase. It got colder outside, so it wasn't particularly pleasant to walk around. Plus, it was Memorial Day, and the buses were finishing their routes earlier than usual. I went to the stop and checked the schedule. Great, I was just in time for the last bus. There were about 20 minutes left, which I decided to spend right there at the stop. All the benches were taken, so I just stood by the wall. No big deal, I'll stand. A man, not very tidy-looking, stood by the wall nearby. I didn't pay much attention until people started approaching him every five to ten minutes. I glanced his way and was stunned—the man had a bag of weed the size of a loaf of bread in his hands. And he was standing right under a surveillance camera, selling weed without even trying to hide it. His so-called clients didn't look particularly tidy or trustworthy either. Some had knives sticking out of their back pockets. My back broke out in a cold sweat, and I moved to the other end of the stop. The bus was terribly late; by that time, 40 minutes had passed since I arrived at the stop. I started to freeze, and the thought crossed my mind—I'd have to walk. But I decided to wait another 10 minutes. Fortunately, the bus I needed popped out from around the corner, I jumped in, and headed back to Captain Cook. Once I got into the room, I collapsed onto the bed and groaned, "To hell with this downtown Anchorage!" SOME TIPS! Don't stay without communication, and if possible, try not to end up in situations like the one described, where it's unclear what to do, when things will be resolved, and what will happen. It's still better to walk around unfamiliar cities with someone, especially for lovely young ladies :) Be sure to check the weather and bring clothes suitable for the area, season, and so on. I slacked off with Denali and didn't even bring a jacket. I froze quite a bit back then, especially at the end of the season when temperatures dropped to -2-3 in the mornings.

MBMariia Bardakhanovamashapie · 19 Ara 2014Oku

Have you ever thought about going to Alaska? I hadn't. Not until my friend and I started applying for the Work and Travel USA 2014 program. "Why not?" we thought. We had been to Pittsburgh before, but this time we decided to explore the wild expanses of Denali National Park. Easier said than done. Visas obtained, suitcases packed. Ulan-Ude - Moscow - Rome - New York - Anchorage. More than half the world in three days. Many say we went in the wrong direction from the start, claiming we should have moved east instead of west. But what can you do. Anchorage greeted us with midnight coolness, and Delta (the airline) rewarded me with a broken suitcase. I had to carry it in my hands, which was quite difficult, considering my suitcase looked more like a colorful coffin. Taxi, hotel. Kapkugiak Inn. A nice girl at the reception. 10 minutes to midnight, we were as tired as if we had walked half the world. Veronika went to look for a McDonald's to buy us something to eat. I stayed at the hotel to sort out the booking. They couldn't find our money at the hotel. At all! They said no money had been received in the account, and that was that. I cursed everything in the world four times. A groan of despair: "What are we going to do??". The girl was clearly thinking. After a few minutes, a decision was made - to check us in for the night. The manager was supposed to come in the morning and solve our problem. Okay, dragging heavy suitcases to the second floor. Shower and sleep. In the morning, I peel open my heavy, stuck-together eyelids. 8:30 AM. Time to grab all my booking confirmations, map, passport, and go downstairs to find the manager. A tall guy in glasses greets me in a friendly way. He asks what's wrong. I explain the situation, he checks again and says: "We haven't received your money." Stress takes its toll, and I start sniffling, wiping my face with my sleeve. I see a second of confusion on the manager's face. Literally a second later, a hand reaches over the counter and friendly pats me on the head. "We're all human, you know. We won't kick you out on the street, we'll figure out what to do. Go get some rest." I go upstairs. Veronika has a fever. That's all we needed. I run to the store for juice, water, and pizza for breakfast. We eat, we go to sleep. Acclimatization will last a long time. Two out of four days flew by just like that - food, shower, bed. On the evening of the second day, I find a note slipped under the door - "Your payment has gone through, nothing to worry about!" and a cute puppy drawn with a few strokes. Well, thank God. Later I chatted with the same manager, asked about the origins of the hotel's name. It turned out that it came from a legend about a ten-legged polar bear, Kapkugiak. I didn't quite understand what exactly happened in this legend, but in general, at first he was very evil and cruel, but then he was able to become kind. I found it charming. And now for the more informative part! SOME TIPS! Be sure (ABSOLUTELY SURE) to book everything in advance, then everything will be cheaper, easier, and more reliable. When we went to Pittsburgh in 2013, we were green beginners and simply didn't book a hotel upon arrival. As a result, we arrived in Pitt at 2 AM and wandered around the center until 6 AM, tired, with sore feet and aching backs. If problems arise, try to solve them, don't shut down or get shy, as the manager at Kapkugiak said - we're all human, after all. Before arriving, discuss everything (EVERYTHING) with your employer. Avoiding ambiguities and misunderstandings is very, very important. Plus, you will present yourself as a responsible person. However, you don't need to be annoying, well, everyone understands that, I think.

AAlmagulsamarbaevna · 18 Eki 2011Oku

Hi everyone) I'll start from the very beginning, i.e., the moment I finally decided to participate in the Work and Travel USA program) or rather, it was decided for me) I had been persuading my parents since my freshman year) but I was lucky enough to go only in my second year, considering I transferred majors and lost a year due to the credit difference, so I had been dreaming of a trip to the States for 2 years)) Even though my parents agreed, my brother was against it, and I had almost given up hope of ever going) Anyway, I submitted my documents in my city on the last day of acceptance, i.e., May 13th (thanks to my persistent aunt))) and even though the office worked until 5, we managed to submit them at 5:30) Of course, I hadn't decided where I was going yet, and besides, I didn't have an offer) Initially, I decided I would go to Massachusetts to a quiet resort island, Martha's Vineyard, because my friends had been there before and recommended it) But for some reason, I was drawn to Alaska... Of course, I told my beloved aunt that I was going to the island, but I had completely different plans) I told my mom I was going to Alaska, and all my relatives that I was going to Massachusetts, because I knew no one would let me go so far alone, especially without an offer) Fortunately, my aunt was out of town during my send-off, so only my closest people were there) Honestly, for some reason, I was crying before leaving... whether it was because I saw the fear in my mom's eyes, or because I realized I was going practically nowhere, and there was a mixed feeling... both joy and fear.. By the way, I found a guy at the pre-departure meeting who also didn't know where he was going, and after talking to him, we decided to go together... At the airport, I saw many happy students.. and among them a classmate who seemed to be going somewhere further south... For some reason, I couldn't fully realize and understand everything that was happening to me, and only after passing registration did I realize that I had a huge chance to see America, and such a chance doesn't come every day. So... my departure day was June 13th, and the next day was my birthday) but I kind of forgot about it with all the hustle and bustle)) Before the flight, of course, all my relatives gave advice on what and how, etc., but my thoughts weren't on how many terminals JFK has and if I would get lost, or where to stay overnight and what to eat, but on HOW I WOULD FIND A JOB in such a huge country and in such a big state as Alaska!) (by the way, we bought tickets from NY to Anchorage in advance). I was afraid that I wouldn't find a job and would come home with nothing( Arriving in NY, we met some Kazakh guys who were also flying to Anchorage)) we were lucky) among them was someone experienced in America) so there were no problems with housing) although their tickets were for another day (having agreed to meet them in Anchorage and exchanged phone numbers, we flew there).

IIrinaKseniaMoscow · 17 Haz 2009Oku

Anchorage, Alaska Hi, I haven't been to Alaska, but I really want to share some photos with you. A friend of mine spent almost the entire summer there and left his photos on my laptop in September. And you know, this folder is one of the favorites among my mom and other relatives! He's too lazy to write about himself, but he doesn't mind if I do it. So, during his time in Alaska, he managed to travel to a huge number of different places and, in my opinion, took a picture of every single mountain. And all this because he chose the best way to do it - he hung out only with Americans and traveled by hitchhiking. The result: unforgettable experiences and excellent English. Alaska is untouched nature, snowy peaks, ice, water, icebergs, waterfalls, fog, mountains, rivers, all kinds of fish and wild animals, and besides that, the North Pole is there, where Santa Claus lives! It's impossible to describe in words, you have to see it!