So, I will say at once, the experience of writing something I do not, but I'll try)) Plus I can sometimes deviate from the topic, because I will write what my heart and in my head, but what's soul - to control the very, very difficult , but we must learn to do it.
And I'm not forcing anyone to read it because I'm writing this for myself.
Here we go.
That's almost a year since I received the documents, and already more than half of the year, as I have in America (in total) - time has flown by quickly, very bystro.Ya timed data notes on the Internet by this date, which has reached that he had received, I lost .... everything. Strangely, sometimes wonder what would happen if ...... but I think that not only I wonder, and many, even every ......
Over the past year I managed to finish university, thanks to all who were near the years, and although they say that the most wonderful years, of course, each of us is proud of the fact that we have passed this stage. At this time I never dreamed about America, yet it all happened. And I still do not know, the better it or not, time will tell, but you still need to go forward. Special Thanks to Dima, because it just is, we had come a long way, and how much still lies ahead. Of course, many in mind I was in a bad light, and only now they will deny it, because it is a past stage. About you, too, do not forget: Corinne, Tanya, Lena, Yarik and many others. It makes no sense to list all, but know all I can remember, and still are reviewing photos with you. But now it's time to change everything. That final was held, and then again about a month and all, sat on a bench, drank beer, and embraced forward to everything! Yes, I remember that night. It seemed that was a month after graduation, still quite green, just started getting to his feet, and now this. Well, go ahead, more boldly, for the better, we'll miss - I've heard in the back, flying, then breakfast with my parents .... then with the pope at the airport or waiting before take-off, trembling at the knees, tears welling in her eyes, true .... not that it was easy, but, as one song was purchased tickets, taxi booked, in advance. And the stewardess Belavia calm voice said, fasten your seat belts, our flight will last about an hour. Minsk - Warsaw - Chicago - Atlanta. Yes, the first time in an airplane, funny feeling - take off and landing, the power - the power of the sky - the clouds, the velocity - time. Then there were the walks at the airport in Warsaw, Poland, strict customs, which took away my water bottle, and a long 10 hour flight across the Atlantic to Chicago, USA. Very much I read about the U.S., as it was preparing, thinking, experiencing, after flying into the unknown, but have relatives that I have ever seen, and with them the last conversation was years5-7 back. Here it is - the U.S., Chicago, a major airport, a 6-hour waiting plane to Atlanta. The night. I sleep on a wooden bench, a bag under his head, and another under my feet, but there is no limit delight, the emotions, I'm here, in a country where millions are trying to break through by hook or by crook, in the country of burgers and cola, black and white, and a huge number of immigrants from Latin America, where the bread you buy in dollars, and for 20 bucks you can just shoot in the parking lot, country chic on the outside and inside skukota. Then I did not know it would be so hard to bear loneliness, disappointment, and ....But at that moment, I knew that there will stay a couple of months, find a job, work off the flight, come back, will decide the case and all - for ever, because there is better, simpler, easier, and it is not so like us.Morning, the airport woke up around 4 am, the people there, the people here, English, Arabic, Chinese, Russian, and Spanish well, of course, tongues entwined in a roar, and here and on the radio, flight numbers and, again, advertising, without which the business will not survive. Landing - off - coffee - touchdown. Meeting with the "family" was a bang, immediately recognized each other at the airport, while it was not difficult) then food - burger, fries, and cola ..... but from the case, I now try to stay on. Then the week of rest and business. Making your SSN, opening an account at the bank, trying to get a driver's license, which was not successful the first time since I had proof of address, which I did not have. Brad, the bureaucracy, I thought, but nothing can be done, because I'm here, and therefore must obey the laws. Then a trip to the mountain, then there was a lake of great beauty, but then - look for work.CC came through week 5, I can not remember exactly. The search began - sending resumes, I have drawn the same great professional in this field, a single call in the first 2-3 weeks, but the whole box in the spam .... fun, wake up - and clean the box from 10-20 spam emails. Then a call - we invite you to the interview, I said ok, I designate the time and place, where and why. Question - how to get there? And this is a big minus in America there is no well-developed public transportation system, so I did not go. Okay, so a month passed. It is evident from the behavior of a relative that I had already pulled his presence, something needs to be further thought, ok, I negotiate the flight of a couple of weeks in Arizona. State of the desert, giant cacti, just not experienced by the heat and a lot of living creatures from spiders to coyotes, and lions. True, there were those, and others. There, over the weeks I was able to drive in Mexico on 30-40 minutes, and the Grand Canyon - it's awesome, I've never seen such a huge open space. Even during this time, while in Arizona, I had become acquainted with a very remarkable woman, which influenced the trip a second time, but more on that further. That took 3 months in America, but I've seen enough on its beauty, grandeur, grandiosity, etc., but the purpose of the trip was not just watch, and hold on, stay here, which I have not reached. Sadly, nothing can be done at the hands of the ticket already, return date, then the time of purchase modest gifts, and then fly back to Atlanta a couple of days here, and everything - the way back. Again, 22 hours of the road, waiting for a meeting with parents, because the last time I parted with them so years ago, 10.11, and then also had tremendous moves, seen such a fate for me and my family - mom, dad, brother ..... .. hard to know that you are going away again, like 10 years have passed - a long time, but we have - we should go ahead and try not to look back, but I'm going forward, a lot of losing, and sometimes it seems to me that a couple of moments, and my head will gray hair, too much stress and emotions. Well here I am at home))) nice meeting with the family, although a little disappointed that the bag arrived without me the next day. But in the evening and night was a lot of vodka and eating)) "Meeting" from the time remembers us and knows and is always happy - this establishment, with its service, one of the best, though again this advertisement, but I really liked it, so that the next time I'll be in Minsk, I will take all of you and go there))Here I am at home, my own bed, my own apartment, my own street, hometown, home autumn wind and rain) mom and dad, hello to you now) I'll send you this e-mail to laugh, and say that you ought to see a doctor. But can it be so, but I now need to communicate, right now, just because there are so sparingly, because I can not just go and call a friend to friend .... because I do not have there friends and acquaintances. Yes, we must be strong and not go crazy, sitting in the internet for days, shit!
Well, yes, okay, go ahead. And then New Year, yes - New Year's greetings, christmas tree, another big meeting or a large company, vodka, yes ..... call from the U.S., and again a lot of SMS. Then there was a march to the military, then get a ticket military, and again - doubt whether or not to me again, fly again, the unknown, the sleepless nights again, again stresses. A decision. Only forward. Without looking back. After all, supporting me from all sides. On the one - parents, family, on the other - my friend and her family. Yes, I'm flying back, so tickets are in hand, again a long flight - 22 hours, but in a different route, and point of destination is different.
In advance. Go ahead.
Departures - March 5, my heart sad, because I knew that here I'll be back soon do not, if ever, come back, just sadness, tears again mom, hugs his father, and no one understands and does not appreciate this until you fall into this or a similar situation.Yes, go ahead. To a new life, new goals, new discoveries. Just everything is new.Yes, that's another plane on which I flew over last trip here, and passengers, first speak Russian, then do not hear Russian speech. I flew Minsk - Frankfurt - Washington - Atlanta. Again, the sleepless nights, anxiety, and the excitement is not what happens to me, but what if I could feel the warmth of the unknown and unfamiliar to me. It's one thing the Internet, and the other - the reality: movement, smells, flavors. The flight was without incident, at 12 am at the time the plane landed in Atlanta, running to buy a phone card, call the parents: "Dad, I got a call from Anna, her dad will take me in 11 days, I'll go look for a place to spend the time" That's all, then call Anya: "I'm here and call each morning." - OK. Found two leather chairs, put them together, that's bed .... lay down beside sneakers, bags too ..... time has flown by very quickly, but would have to be the opposite, because the waiting time - lasts a very long time.
Morning. 10:00. Another call. The control word. Murzik, and though I had not heard, but I've heard - a Mercedes, but there are also machines do not work. Next, another 30 minutes and waiting in the street, people running around, scurrying around, hug, say goodbye, but I'm just sitting here waiting. Of course, anxiety, fatigue ..... and then, drove silver Mercedes and Murzik - it was the back room. Handshake, hello, here again, speaking Russian. Sasha - Ani dad. Next, a trip on the Russian shopping, buy food, then the purchase of alcohol and 5 hours of driving. I was nervous, but tried not to show it is still interesting - he said? I think yes. One hour or one and a half - we left Georgia, the music plays softly in the cabin, are talking, I asked about everything, because everything is not so, all need to learn anew. Stop - refueling - the way forward.That has stood a minute, a break of one hour, when nothing else, will not need to no one ..... do not play music from the speakers Eminem - Like Toy Soldier.
Thus passed a few months after the time when I wrote the last lines in this article.
..... Stop - refill - on my way .... Just ahead, over the horizon .... on and on. What is ahead? And in front of a wonderful state - Alabama! Yes, Wonderful, wonderful, or where there are no large cities, where the motion stops as soon as banging two nights. Where the population speaks an incomprehensible and difficult to read in English, where a beautiful sunset on the Gulf Coast, where crocodiles are on the same side (in Florida, too, they have one), where virtually no public transportation where I overcame to 4 miles at night or early morning , drunk, on foot, a couple of times in the rain, because at that point I had no car (yes, here it is very difficult without it) where I was the first time in my life woke up at 5 am, only to get a job thatstarted at 6, where the metal is heated to a temperature beyond the limits at the end of May. Yes, this and much more - Alabama, rather small, relatively small town on the Gulf Coast - Mobile (so they say, Americans who live there). On arrival I just do not call this town - Mobile, Mobile, Mobile, etc., but in the end remember, was called as it is.Let up to Mobil flying in the same breath. And here we are at "Murzik" heading off the highway, take the exit on the right, then another 1-1.5 miles, then right - a few thousand feet, turn left, sabdivizhn, a complex of apartments, and then another couple of hundred feet, that's - came ! Apartments built in a fairly good location, lots of trees, quiet neighbors, each entry is enclosed fence, gone, here .... two female girls. One of them - it is, because of which I was in Mobile, handshake, hello, hello ...... gee, I'm here! What's next, no shelter, no plans. sat and drank tea. Next, the three of us: me, Anna and her mother. Let's go drive around the nearest hotels. One has already been closed because it was Saturday, 6 pm, in the other could not wait for the manager or front-desk staff
And I'm not forcing anyone to read it because I'm writing this for myself.
Here we go.
That's almost a year since I received the documents, and already more than half of the year, as I have in America (in total) - time has flown by quickly, very bystro.Ya timed data notes on the Internet by this date, which has reached that he had received, I lost .... everything. Strangely, sometimes wonder what would happen if ...... but I think that not only I wonder, and many, even every ......
Over the past year I managed to finish university, thanks to all who were near the years, and although they say that the most wonderful years, of course, each of us is proud of the fact that we have passed this stage. At this time I never dreamed about America, yet it all happened. And I still do not know, the better it or not, time will tell, but you still need to go forward. Special Thanks to Dima, because it just is, we had come a long way, and how much still lies ahead. Of course, many in mind I was in a bad light, and only now they will deny it, because it is a past stage. About you, too, do not forget: Corinne, Tanya, Lena, Yarik and many others. It makes no sense to list all, but know all I can remember, and still are reviewing photos with you. But now it's time to change everything. That final was held, and then again about a month and all, sat on a bench, drank beer, and embraced forward to everything! Yes, I remember that night. It seemed that was a month after graduation, still quite green, just started getting to his feet, and now this. Well, go ahead, more boldly, for the better, we'll miss - I've heard in the back, flying, then breakfast with my parents .... then with the pope at the airport or waiting before take-off, trembling at the knees, tears welling in her eyes, true .... not that it was easy, but, as one song was purchased tickets, taxi booked, in advance. And the stewardess Belavia calm voice said, fasten your seat belts, our flight will last about an hour. Minsk - Warsaw - Chicago - Atlanta. Yes, the first time in an airplane, funny feeling - take off and landing, the power - the power of the sky - the clouds, the velocity - time. Then there were the walks at the airport in Warsaw, Poland, strict customs, which took away my water bottle, and a long 10 hour flight across the Atlantic to Chicago, USA. Very much I read about the U.S., as it was preparing, thinking, experiencing, after flying into the unknown, but have relatives that I have ever seen, and with them the last conversation was years5-7 back. Here it is - the U.S., Chicago, a major airport, a 6-hour waiting plane to Atlanta. The night. I sleep on a wooden bench, a bag under his head, and another under my feet, but there is no limit delight, the emotions, I'm here, in a country where millions are trying to break through by hook or by crook, in the country of burgers and cola, black and white, and a huge number of immigrants from Latin America, where the bread you buy in dollars, and for 20 bucks you can just shoot in the parking lot, country chic on the outside and inside skukota. Then I did not know it would be so hard to bear loneliness, disappointment, and ....But at that moment, I knew that there will stay a couple of months, find a job, work off the flight, come back, will decide the case and all - for ever, because there is better, simpler, easier, and it is not so like us.Morning, the airport woke up around 4 am, the people there, the people here, English, Arabic, Chinese, Russian, and Spanish well, of course, tongues entwined in a roar, and here and on the radio, flight numbers and, again, advertising, without which the business will not survive. Landing - off - coffee - touchdown. Meeting with the "family" was a bang, immediately recognized each other at the airport, while it was not difficult) then food - burger, fries, and cola ..... but from the case, I now try to stay on. Then the week of rest and business. Making your SSN, opening an account at the bank, trying to get a driver's license, which was not successful the first time since I had proof of address, which I did not have. Brad, the bureaucracy, I thought, but nothing can be done, because I'm here, and therefore must obey the laws. Then a trip to the mountain, then there was a lake of great beauty, but then - look for work.CC came through week 5, I can not remember exactly. The search began - sending resumes, I have drawn the same great professional in this field, a single call in the first 2-3 weeks, but the whole box in the spam .... fun, wake up - and clean the box from 10-20 spam emails. Then a call - we invite you to the interview, I said ok, I designate the time and place, where and why. Question - how to get there? And this is a big minus in America there is no well-developed public transportation system, so I did not go. Okay, so a month passed. It is evident from the behavior of a relative that I had already pulled his presence, something needs to be further thought, ok, I negotiate the flight of a couple of weeks in Arizona. State of the desert, giant cacti, just not experienced by the heat and a lot of living creatures from spiders to coyotes, and lions. True, there were those, and others. There, over the weeks I was able to drive in Mexico on 30-40 minutes, and the Grand Canyon - it's awesome, I've never seen such a huge open space. Even during this time, while in Arizona, I had become acquainted with a very remarkable woman, which influenced the trip a second time, but more on that further. That took 3 months in America, but I've seen enough on its beauty, grandeur, grandiosity, etc., but the purpose of the trip was not just watch, and hold on, stay here, which I have not reached. Sadly, nothing can be done at the hands of the ticket already, return date, then the time of purchase modest gifts, and then fly back to Atlanta a couple of days here, and everything - the way back. Again, 22 hours of the road, waiting for a meeting with parents, because the last time I parted with them so years ago, 10.11, and then also had tremendous moves, seen such a fate for me and my family - mom, dad, brother ..... .. hard to know that you are going away again, like 10 years have passed - a long time, but we have - we should go ahead and try not to look back, but I'm going forward, a lot of losing, and sometimes it seems to me that a couple of moments, and my head will gray hair, too much stress and emotions. Well here I am at home))) nice meeting with the family, although a little disappointed that the bag arrived without me the next day. But in the evening and night was a lot of vodka and eating)) "Meeting" from the time remembers us and knows and is always happy - this establishment, with its service, one of the best, though again this advertisement, but I really liked it, so that the next time I'll be in Minsk, I will take all of you and go there))Here I am at home, my own bed, my own apartment, my own street, hometown, home autumn wind and rain) mom and dad, hello to you now) I'll send you this e-mail to laugh, and say that you ought to see a doctor. But can it be so, but I now need to communicate, right now, just because there are so sparingly, because I can not just go and call a friend to friend .... because I do not have there friends and acquaintances. Yes, we must be strong and not go crazy, sitting in the internet for days, shit!
Well, yes, okay, go ahead. And then New Year, yes - New Year's greetings, christmas tree, another big meeting or a large company, vodka, yes ..... call from the U.S., and again a lot of SMS. Then there was a march to the military, then get a ticket military, and again - doubt whether or not to me again, fly again, the unknown, the sleepless nights again, again stresses. A decision. Only forward. Without looking back. After all, supporting me from all sides. On the one - parents, family, on the other - my friend and her family. Yes, I'm flying back, so tickets are in hand, again a long flight - 22 hours, but in a different route, and point of destination is different.
In advance. Go ahead.
Departures - March 5, my heart sad, because I knew that here I'll be back soon do not, if ever, come back, just sadness, tears again mom, hugs his father, and no one understands and does not appreciate this until you fall into this or a similar situation.Yes, go ahead. To a new life, new goals, new discoveries. Just everything is new.Yes, that's another plane on which I flew over last trip here, and passengers, first speak Russian, then do not hear Russian speech. I flew Minsk - Frankfurt - Washington - Atlanta. Again, the sleepless nights, anxiety, and the excitement is not what happens to me, but what if I could feel the warmth of the unknown and unfamiliar to me. It's one thing the Internet, and the other - the reality: movement, smells, flavors. The flight was without incident, at 12 am at the time the plane landed in Atlanta, running to buy a phone card, call the parents: "Dad, I got a call from Anna, her dad will take me in 11 days, I'll go look for a place to spend the time" That's all, then call Anya: "I'm here and call each morning." - OK. Found two leather chairs, put them together, that's bed .... lay down beside sneakers, bags too ..... time has flown by very quickly, but would have to be the opposite, because the waiting time - lasts a very long time.
Morning. 10:00. Another call. The control word. Murzik, and though I had not heard, but I've heard - a Mercedes, but there are also machines do not work. Next, another 30 minutes and waiting in the street, people running around, scurrying around, hug, say goodbye, but I'm just sitting here waiting. Of course, anxiety, fatigue ..... and then, drove silver Mercedes and Murzik - it was the back room. Handshake, hello, here again, speaking Russian. Sasha - Ani dad. Next, a trip on the Russian shopping, buy food, then the purchase of alcohol and 5 hours of driving. I was nervous, but tried not to show it is still interesting - he said? I think yes. One hour or one and a half - we left Georgia, the music plays softly in the cabin, are talking, I asked about everything, because everything is not so, all need to learn anew. Stop - refueling - the way forward.That has stood a minute, a break of one hour, when nothing else, will not need to no one ..... do not play music from the speakers Eminem - Like Toy Soldier.
Thus passed a few months after the time when I wrote the last lines in this article.
..... Stop - refill - on my way .... Just ahead, over the horizon .... on and on. What is ahead? And in front of a wonderful state - Alabama! Yes, Wonderful, wonderful, or where there are no large cities, where the motion stops as soon as banging two nights. Where the population speaks an incomprehensible and difficult to read in English, where a beautiful sunset on the Gulf Coast, where crocodiles are on the same side (in Florida, too, they have one), where virtually no public transportation where I overcame to 4 miles at night or early morning , drunk, on foot, a couple of times in the rain, because at that point I had no car (yes, here it is very difficult without it) where I was the first time in my life woke up at 5 am, only to get a job thatstarted at 6, where the metal is heated to a temperature beyond the limits at the end of May. Yes, this and much more - Alabama, rather small, relatively small town on the Gulf Coast - Mobile (so they say, Americans who live there). On arrival I just do not call this town - Mobile, Mobile, Mobile, etc., but in the end remember, was called as it is.Let up to Mobil flying in the same breath. And here we are at "Murzik" heading off the highway, take the exit on the right, then another 1-1.5 miles, then right - a few thousand feet, turn left, sabdivizhn, a complex of apartments, and then another couple of hundred feet, that's - came ! Apartments built in a fairly good location, lots of trees, quiet neighbors, each entry is enclosed fence, gone, here .... two female girls. One of them - it is, because of which I was in Mobile, handshake, hello, hello ...... gee, I'm here! What's next, no shelter, no plans. sat and drank tea. Next, the three of us: me, Anna and her mother. Let's go drive around the nearest hotels. One has already been closed because it was Saturday, 6 pm, in the other could not wait for the manager or front-desk staff
