23.05.12

Flights via Moscow-Milan-New York were exhausting but tolerable. In Milan, I felt somewhat uncomfortable; even though I started learning Italian, it was hard to understand almost anything. It was fun to watch it all—only Italians can chatter so fast ) On the plane, I fell in love with two flight attendants; god, I was ready to stay in Italy.

New York. Leaving the airport, I clearly realized that I would be comfortable in this country. This noisy city, always rushing somewhere, cannot help but leave a mark on your heart and linger in your memory. Time Square turned out to be such a small place, at least that's not how I imagined it. Along the way, we accidentally met a compatriot who works as a taxi driver and helps students like us get to our destination. I was well aware of such adventures, but in the end, he turned out to be a good guy; he helped us get to the hotel we booked before arriving in the States and even filled us in with other significant information. We arrived at the hotel, happy and tired. The plan for the evening—to walk through Central Park—failed successfully; we didn't notice how we fell asleep. The morning prepared other surprises—after missing the morning bus*, not only did they exchange our ticket for the evening bus for free, but we also managed to walk around almost half of New York in 7-8 hours.

Bethany Beach. When the bus arrived in Dover, the first thing that came to mind was "wtf? r u kidding me? this is a village." And it really is a village, something like summer cottages where people come to relax like a resort. Pros: the ocean, silence, a break from urban routine; cons: the population consists mostly of pensioners driving cool cars (and I'm not joking!), teenagers, and if you're lucky, you can find young people (if you're lucky!). *greyhound.com - here you can order a bus ticket to your destination online while still in Russia.