Houston: Seyahat rehberi, fiyatlar ve ücretsiz konaklama · 2026

ATAnastasiya Taranava13 Tem 2019Oku

New York is very expensive. Seriously, a single meal costs as much as I spend in a week in Minsk. But coming here without money isn't a problem – you can survive, and quite well at that. ⠀ I've put together a small list of places where you can go and have a great time. ⠀ 1. High Line Park The park's unique feature is that it's built on former railway tracks 10 meters above the ground. So, it's not just a great opportunity to "rise" above the noisy bustle of New York streets, but also to enjoy an oasis of nature in the heart of the concrete jungle. ⠀ 2. American Museum of Natural History Even if you're not a fan of "Night at the Museum," it's still a must-visit. Why did I include this museum in the "budget tourist" list? Because there is no fixed price. Visitors can pay as much as they want for admission (though the suggested ticket price is $22). ⠀ 3. Botanical Gardens Admission to the garden is free on Wednesdays and Saturdays from 10:00 AM to noon. Additionally, on Tuesdays, you can admire the gorgeous orchid collection at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden for free. 4. Outdoor Cinema The most popular spot among movie buffs is Bryant Park, where mass screenings are held every Monday evening. Also, on Mondays, you can watch movies at Coney Island (right by the sea), on Tuesdays – on the roof of the Bronx Terminal Market, on Wednesdays – in Hudson River Park and McCarren Park, on Thursdays – at Brooklyn Bridge Park, and on Saturdays – on Roosevelt Island. ⠀ 5. Walking Tours You certainly can't walk all of New York, but you can thoroughly explore some of its neighborhoods by joining free tours led by enthusiasts. For example, every Friday at noon, there is a free tour of Times Square (meeting point – Times Square Visitors Center, between 47th and 46th streets). You can walk around the East Side on Sundays starting at 11:00 AM; the meeting point is at the corner of East Houston and Ludlow Street. A number of organizations conduct free tours of Harlem, Greenwich Village, Lower Manhattan, Central Park, and other notable areas, but you need to track the schedule of such events and register for them in advance. ⠀ 6. And I will finish with the irreplaceable square – Times Square I assume you'll hang out here for a long time. A gorgeous square with interesting things and popular shops like M&Ms, Disney, etc.

DKDinara Kantbek29 Kas 2015Oku

If I were to tell you about my travels, my friend Sam and I headed west. It wasn't easy to decide, given the short timeframe—her return ticket was 10 days earlier than mine. We managed to plan everything correctly and set off for San Francisco, Las Vegas, and Los Angeles. It was truly an adventure of a lifetime. We ran through airports, buses, and subways. We bought bus tickets directly on Greyhound online (it's much cheaper that way) and asked the station staff to print them for us. In San Francisco, we left my friend's luggage, bought an 11 PM ticket, and went to see the Golden Gate Bridge. We had no idea how to get there, how to get back to the station, and we were short on time. Despite that, we went. We were afraid we might be late and didn't know the bus schedule. But most importantly, we managed to take photos. We accidentally met a traveler from Dubai; he asked us to take his picture, and we told him, 'You know, we're in a hurry, we don't have much time.' He started asking questions and said he had a rental car and would be happy to drop us off where we needed to go. If it weren't for him, we definitely would have been late. We hadn't eaten since 7 AM and were starving; food wasn't included in the plane ticket price. We had half an hour left, we looked for shops, but didn't see anything. We ran into a restaurant—it looked upscale—and you should have seen our appearance: shorts, sneakers, a hoodie, and a bag in our hands. The waiter looked at us and was actually startled, giving us a look like, 'What are you doing here?' As for tickets, don't do what we did. Tickets from SF to Las Vegas were sold out, so we had to go through Los Angeles. We had to go to LA anyway at the end, since our return ticket to Boston was from LA. In Los Angeles, I found Palak from India on a website; he had recently moved from New York for work. He wrote that he would be happy to host us. It even turned out that he was in Vegas on the same day we arrived. He met us, took us to the city center, and even took our luggage to Los Angeles. Yes, yes, I trusted everyone, even though I was seeing him for the first time in my life, but my intuition didn't let me down. We walked around Las Vegas. A fantastic city. You walk into one hotel and forget about everything. Casinos, Bellagio, Caesars Palace... September 8th... In the morning, Palak met us in Los Angeles. Everything you've seen on TV is now before your eyes. Universal Pictures, Hollywood Walk of Fame, Hollywood, the best Disneyland in the world. We took a tour where they show the homes of all the Hollywood stars in Beverly Hills, like Bruno Mars, Johnny Depp, Avril Lavigne, Tom Cruise, Jennifer Lopez, the house where the great singer Michael Jackson died, the hotel where Whitney Houston said goodbye to life, and many others. September 11th... From the trip, I arrived in my native Hyannis, and my friend went to New York. After staying there for 3-4 days, I felt sad that all the students had left—some home, some to travel—and all the tourists had dispersed. I packed all my things, didn't wait for Saltanat, whom I was waiting for, said goodbye to everyone individually, and decided to leave. Everyone came to wish me luck and gave me souvenirs. It was very sweet. It was sad to realize that it was all over. When Matt and Katherine saw me off for the last time, Matt had tears in his eyes. He said, 'Wherever you are, I will pray that everything goes well for you'... Most importantly, I bought a ticket from Boston to New York, but I thought the latest one from Hyannis to Boston was at 10, but it turned out to be at 8. It was already 6 PM. Thanks to Mr. Richard, who, while picking me up, reminded me and suggested buying the ticket first instead of picking up the luggage. I managed to fit it into 2 hours, did everything necessary, stopped by Dunkin' and Stop and Shop to say goodbye to my colleagues, and was at the station 10 minutes before departure. The feeling that I might never return here and might never

ALAnastassya LebedevaNastyaLebedeva · 28 Eki 2012Oku

Letter from August 31 Sender: Anastasia Lebedeva, Houston Airport, Texas Recipient: Yulia Keda, Kazakhstan Hi, Yul! The adventures continue. I'm writing these lines and I can't believe what happened to us. 9:40 AM. We are sitting in Terminal E. It's hard to describe what we just went through. Yes, we missed our flight! As Zombie and Zhenya noted, it's just like in a movie! The alarm went off at 5:30 AM. I heard Anya's voice: "Get up fast! If we miss the first bus, we'll miss the flight!" Our flight to Flagstaff, Arizona is at 9:20 AM. Breakfast is out of the question. Arriving at the stop, we were annoyed to find that the bus had just left, and the next one wouldn't be there for half an hour. Well, I thought, there's still time. We specifically got up early to at least catch the second bus. Rummaging through our pockets, we didn't find any change. And we have to travel with transfers; we'll need to take a bus in Arizona too. I ran back to the hostel, where, of course, the door was locked. I broke a twenty, ran to the stop. My breathing is uneven; that's what happens when you don't exercise. Anya is angry. There's no mood for anything. We had a fight. Finally, the bus arrived. We loaded the huge suitcase, arrived in Downtown, and waited there for about 30 minutes, maybe more. Bus 102 arrived, which was supposed to take us to the airport. We are hungry as wolves, and it's an hour's drive to the airport. "We'll eat at the airport – there should be a McDonald's there!" says Anya. We arrived at the airport at Terminal C. Where should we go? Anya checked online; our airline is located in Terminal A. We went down, took the train, and arrived at Terminal A. We remembered that the suitcase weighs more than it should. We had to move things into a backpack. Then we checked in online, got our tickets, and paid 25 dollars for the suitcase. Hunger is taking its toll. We looked at the clock. What McDonald's?! We have NO time. Boarding has ALREADY started! Looking at the ticket, we were horrified to discover that our flight would be from Terminal E, which we have to take the train to again! We went down. No train. We wait. It's supposed to run every three minutes. Where is it? There's no time. We're nervous. Boarding is already happening!!! We still need to go through security! The train! Finally! Our Terminal E is located next to Terminal D. So when we got off the train, we still had to find our terminal. We went up the escalator and saw a huge line for security. 20 minutes until departure. Boarding is over. We approach every person in line and ask to let us through. Everyone lets us pass and wishes us luck. We quickly kicked off our sneakers, put our belongings into special bins, went through the scanner, and ran on! We are running with the second suitcase, 2 rolls of photo wallpaper in our hands, a camera around our necks, I put my sneakers on like slippers, Anya is barefoot! As luck would have it, our gate E1 is at the very end. We ran there, and they told us the plane had just left... It's 9:17 AM. I don't know what to do. It was so hard for us to get these tickets. Where is our suitcase? It's flying to Flagstaff via Phoenix, and we are at Houston Airport. Tears in my eyes. I'm nervous. It's all because we missed the first bus! Anya is also tired of the bad luck, she doesn't want anything. We ask a Bush Airport employee to help us. She calls another one and says they will help us! Who doesn't have bad days? Many people are late. Really? It seems to me that only we are unlucky. Especially after our flight to New Orleans was canceled and we didn't know what to do. We went further. Anya can't find her phone. "It's all because I don't have pockets in my pants! There's nowhere to put it!" Bad luck again! She ran back to security to look for the phone. I'm waiting. Another woman agreed to change our tickets. The next flight to Phoenix is at 11:29 AM! And they will put us on it! It's so good that we have a 3-hour wait between flights. Then we w

ALAnastassya LebedevaNastyaLebedeva · 28 Eki 2012Oku

Letter from August 30. Sender: Anastasia Lebedeva, Houston, Texas Recipient: Mom, Kazakhstan Hi Mom! Everything is just great here! We are in Houston, Texas. On Thursdays, most museums have free admission, so we planned a little tour. But first, we visited Green Park with its beautiful fountain and pleasant atmosphere. Such an oasis in the heart of downtown. We stopped by the McDonald's near Greyhound. Yeah, can't compare it to ours. We waited a long time for the apple pies. No refills. Strange people everywhere, not pleasant. We headed to the Planetarium to watch a 20-minute film – Night of the Titanic. You sit in a comfortable chair, and there's a large dome above your head – just sit back and enjoy the film. They told us in detail about the birth of the ill-fated iceberg that caused the catastrophe. They showed the tragedy in all its grandeur. We also visited the paleontology hall. Real remains of previously existing life forms are on display here. Starting from trilobites, small marine creatures, saber-toothed prehistoric cats, and ending with dinosaurs, mammoths, and humans! We've never seen anything like it. Recreated in life-size, the dinosaurs are frightening in their scale. Yes, they existed! If such a huge beast ran down the street now))) Creepy... We were also at another museum – there was an unusual exhibition of mutant sculptures. Plus photographs. Interesting solutions, colors, ideas. Emotional. Impressive. We walked on foot, covered quite a long distance. In the evening, Anya met up with Kuralai, who is now studying in Houston. And we are staying in a hostel with travelers from all over the world. We made friends with Catherine from the UK. She told us her story. Very friendly and open, she said she has been traveling for two months, crossed all of Canada and half of America. Met a bear in Alaska, visited the Grand Canyon, San Fran, and other cities. We aren't bored here. Tomorrow we are flying to Arizona. We didn't manage to get to New Orleans. How is Oleg doing, are you digging up potatoes yet? We'll be home soon, don't miss us! P.S. We are eating well :)

ALAnastassya LebedevaNastyaLebedeva · 28 Eki 2012Oku

Letter from August 29. Sender: Anastasia Lebedeva, Houston, Texas Recipient: Yulia Keda, Kazakhstan I'm writing from Houston, Texas. You might ask how we ended up here. Why not from New Orleans? We had to change our plans. At first, we wanted to go to New Orleans by bus the next day or on Wednesday. We thought we'd go kayaking there—all the streets are flooded, and it didn't work out with Nora. But it turned out that all trips were canceled until Friday. ALL of them. Even the flights. No one is going there. The city is closed. You probably saw on the news what's happening there because of the hurricane. We didn't know what to do, and Anya suggested catching our flight in Houston. New Orleans – Houston – Arizona. Well, we'll have to skip that city. No one refunded our bus money. But we couldn't let our tickets to Arizona go to waste! And so, through a strange chain of events, Houston ended up on our travel calendar! After booking a hostel in advance and buying new Greyhound tickets, which cost us 50 bucks, we left for Houston on Tuesday afternoon. It gets dark in Houston at 7 o'clock. So when we got off at the Greyhound station in Downtown, the sun had almost set. With a huge suitcase, we trudged in the direction where our hostel was supposed to be. Downtown isn't safe. There are dark alleys everywhere and suspicious people asking for change. Luckily, it was about a half-hour walk to the hostel. In the morning, Anya called our airline to ask about the flight. We had tickets for New Orleans – Houston – Phoenix – Flagstaff. They said we would have to pay 1000 dollars just to board our flight in the middle of the route—in Houston. What the? Our mood was ruined. We were walking in a beautiful park with a lake and free Wi-Fi when we suddenly found this out. What 1000 bucks? Where would we get extra money? Anya called Greyhound to ask about tickets to Arizona. But the phone died. WTF?! I said: we should have stayed in Dallas and waited for the bus, but we're stuck here. After arguing with Anya, we decided to go grab a bite, charge the phone, and book bus tickets online. It's so beautiful around, but we're not in the mood. We walked through a sculpture park. It's peaceful. Everyone is relaxing, reading, and we don't know what to do. WHAT to do? We went to Starbucks. We could only hope that if we canceled our flight from New Orleans in advance, we would get at least part of the 502 dollars back. Anya called the airport. She talked for a very long time. They told her that our Friday flight from New Orleans was also canceled! And they would change our tickets! We will fly to Flagstaff from Houston. And we won't have to pay! Apparently, it was all meant to be: the buses were canceled, the phone died. After such stress, we needed an excellent Frappuccino. At the same time, we decided to do a little shopping – for such an occasion. That's all, I'll finish here. Let's chat later!

VViktormorfeus929 · 5 Kas 2010Oku

Houston. The largest city in the state of Texas. I decided to dedicate a whole page of my story to it. It's a beautiful city, no matter how you look at it. So, the next morning we woke up around 11 in Rick's garage, rested and ready to move on. We decided to make that day in Houston a rest day. When we woke up, Rick was still asleep. We never found out what he does for a living. I don't even know if he works anywhere. But he is a good person and very hospitable. We ate and went for a walk around the city. Or rather, we drove). I don't even know why, it wasn't that far to walk, but we drove to the center of downtown, parked the car, and went to look around. Downtown Houston is small but beautiful. You can really walk around it in 1 hour. Well, that's what we did. We looked at the skyscrapers, took photos, drank coffee, and decided to go shopping to see if we could buy something. We drove to the outskirts of the city to Macy's. I noticed later that these Macy's are almost the same everywhere. And I didn't see the point in hauling some item from Texas across the whole country. In short, we didn't buy anything there. We returned to Rick's place to pack our things and say goodbye, ate, and around 3 o'clock we headed towards California. Since, as I already said, this day was a rest day for us, we decided to drive until we got tired, somewhere until the evening, and then go to sleep somewhere in the mountains (we brought a tent, 2 pillows, and blankets with us). In short, that's what we did. We drove for about another 6-8 hours. And stopped not far from the city of San Antonio in the center of Texas, somewhere in the mountains. We stopped at a campsite. With the help of a GPS navigator, you can find anything, including campsites. You can't just set up a tent by the road in America, only in designated places, that is, campsites. So, we found a campsite and drove in. There were already several trailers there. We didn't find any administration there because it was already late, but we did find a notice stating that people who arrived at night should fill out a form (which could be taken from a box for forms), put money (about 30-40 bucks per car per night) and the form in an envelope, and drop the envelope in the envelope box. We did just that. With the exception of the last point. That is, we put the money in the envelope, but didn't drop it anywhere :). We decided that if the owners arrived, we would just give them this envelope with the money. Then, according to the old scheme, we took a shower (all campsites have quite decent shower rooms), had a beer, and went to sleep, as a very difficult day awaited us tomorrow.

VViktormorfeus929 · 5 Kas 2010Oku

So, at 3 a.m. on September 7th, the four of us set off from Myrtle Beach, SC, heading towards Los Angeles, CA. We decided to make our first major stop in Houston, Texas. We had to cover 1,150 miles (one mile is 1.6 km) in 20 hours of driving. It wasn't an easy task. But since we were short on time for the whole trip, we had to hurry; we couldn't afford to spend a month driving around America, and physically we wouldn't have lasted that long. GPS. I forgot to mention. Of course, without a GPS navigator, we wouldn't have made it past Manteo. It's simply impossible to drive in America without a GPS. Even with it, it was tough for us on the 10-lane highways and 5-level interchanges. We decided to buy a GPS at K-mart (one of the big supermarkets we had on the island) with the intention of using it and returning it to the store once we got home. It's easy in America. And we decided to take advantage of that. No one even asks you why you're returning the equipment. It's just your right. At K-mart, they even gave us 90 days for returns. And another thing, we decided to decorate our car with a yellow marker. It just looked brighter, and everyone paid attention to us. On the hood, we wrote "Lapata - drug saldata" (don't think there's a typo here!) and drew eyelashes on the headlights :). And where the front license plates should have been, we put up a sign that said "VASAMENT". On the left side, we wrote down all the abbreviations of the states we passed through, with arrows. And people really did pay attention to us. At almost every gas station, we talked to random people who kept asking us the same questions: what's written on the front? To which we replied that it was military terminology, because it was difficult to translate the deep meaning of the phrase "Lapata – drug saldata" into English and explain it to an average American. We decided to drive for two hours each – two hours behind the wheel for me, two hours for my brother. The girls just slept in the back seat the whole way and didn't really see any of America, unless they dreamed about it. It was very good that our old Mazda had comfortable leather seats and cruise control, a feature that allows you to drive at a set speed without pressing the gas pedal, and adjust the car's speed with buttons on the steering wheel. Another plus of this car is that it was quite fuel-efficient – for 10 bucks we covered about 100 miles. Yesterday evening, I called the guy we were supposed to stay with in Houston, and he said everything was "OK" and he was waiting for us. I said we would arrive somewhere closer to 11 p.m. (that was in an ideal scenario, and, honestly, I wasn't really counting on it). It worked in our favor that we had to cross one time zone that day, so we had an hour to spare. By 8 a.m., we had reached Atlanta, Georgia, as planned. We only stopped to refuel and drink coffee. We ate on the go in the car – whoever wasn't driving, ate. Driving further became a bit more interesting as it got light outside. But we didn't feel much excitement – the landscapes outside the window were practically the same. So we just talked and kept driving. By 4 p.m., we had completely crossed the state of Alabama and decided to stop for food. We chose Chinese food – the most budget-friendly food in America. And sometimes tasty. It depends on your luck. We were lucky that time. We stopped in a small town called Biloxi, Mississippi, found a Chinese restaurant there, ate, washed our feet in the Gulf of Mexico, and moved on. There were still about 400 miles to go. To get to Houston, we still had to cross the entire state of Louisiana. All states look similar, especially in the eastern part of the USA, so we didn't always notice when we were in a different state. By evening, a heavy rain started. And we drove through almost the entire Texas stretch of the journey in the rain. It was difficult because we had been driving for almost 18 hours non-stop before that. And when we finally saw the lights of Hous

I knew almost nothing about Texas before this trip. Time passed, and little by little, I got used to my new life. From my personal diary: "I've gotten used to the fact that my weight here is over 100, my height is a little over 5, that calories aren't per 100 grams but per serving size, and gas isn't in liters but in gallons. It's usually about 100 degrees outside, and our car speed is about 50. And all these miles, pounds, yards, and Fahrenheit don't drive me crazy like they did at first. I calmly count coins at the checkout now, even though in the first few days I would panic, dumping out bills and praying that no one would ask me for change. Non-standard paper sizes seem standard now, and scales showing over 100 don't scare me as much. When a new acquaintance says they live 30 miles away, I have a pretty clear idea of how far that is, and if a river is about 2 yards deep, I understand that I can reach the bottom if I try. You get used to everything. And it's insanely cool and interesting." And in August, I confessed my love for this state by writing this post for Instagram: "It's impossible not to fall in love with Texas. It probably sounds strange to many, but it's true. When I found out that out of all the states in America, I got Texas, and I would spend my summer with cowboys in the desert among cacti, I burst into tears. I was seriously sobbing. But that was just my ignorance and a bunch of stereotypes in my head. Now I just thank fate that I am exactly here. Texas is the best thing that could have happened to me. Simply because it's amazing. It's the only state that truly has a history. A huge and great one (in the photo, by the way, is the Alamo - a Catholic mission that served as a fortress during the Texas Revolution. Now it is the most famous historical landmark in San Antonio, and perhaps the entire state). Texas is a leader in the country not only in area but also in population. In area, it is second only to Alaska (Texas is larger than many states, including any country in Europe), and in population - to California (the state of New York, for example, is in third place). There is incredible nature here, it's warm and sunny (not so much in the last few days, but in principle, it's good) and insanely beautiful. Sometimes I look at the passing landscapes and can't believe I'm in Texas. And the people here - you can't even imagine. Truly kind, open, and friendly. And freedom-loving, of course. I can't tell you everything, but this is an incredible place. Everyone dreams of coming to America and visiting New York and California, but few dream of Texas. And that's a shame. The Lone Star State. The state over which six flags will always fly. I'll leave a coin here just in case. Who knows, as they say." What did Texas give us? We walked around San Antonio, rode a boat, and explored the River Walk up and down, stopping in various shops and restaurants. We went to Mexican markets and wondered why everyone spoke Spanish. We visited the Bullock Texas State History Museum and the Capitol in Austin. We got up at 5:30 to spend a day off in huge Houston, and ended up spending the whole day at the incredibly interesting NASA museum and saw the Gulf of Mexico in Galveston. We walked around Austin at night, where there was madness in every bar and musicians were playing. We jumped off a cliff into a well that initially seemed like some kind of abyss. We went to the coolest restaurants, constantly tried new dishes, and once had dinner in sombreros. Musicians sang specifically for us, and we closed our eyes in delight. We rode the coolest roller coasters at Six Flags, went tubing down the river, walked through antique shops, and even visited a real university. I swam with two retrievers in the river and received dozens of marriage proposals. We fed zebras by hand and saw giraffes, played golf and bowling, went to the movies and museums, rode bikes, swam, sunbathed, watched fireworks on July 4th, went to a Baptist church, visited re