And now, dear reader, I will try to briefly outline the most important events of our further American existence. And briefly, because at the moment of writing USdiariesbook, I suddenly decided to take part in a contest... I will finish writing this document in detail and calmly later...

So, the search. I can say frankly: our daily job search reminds me now of three newborn, still blind kittens who have found themselves in a big new world and don't know where to go.

Each of our days started like this: we left the house quite early, as it wasn't yet hellishly hot and it seemed like we could get a lot done. We would head out onto the huge (and within half an hour, scorching) highway and poke our heads into practically every establishment (as a rule, these establishments were related to food: donut shops like Krispy Kreme, pizzerias like Pizza Hut, small diners like Denny's.......................well, in general, a typical picture :)

And everywhere, naturally, they would shove application forms at us, which we would immediately fill out, hand back, and wait, hoping that they would call our grandma's house and invite us to a cool job. But nothing happened. Day after day, we started and ended our pilgrimages with the same results as the day before. Each pilgrimage would end closer to lunch, as at first, I couldn't stand the heat at all. I would get dizzy, suffer from shortness of breath, my legs would ache from long walks, sweat would cover my whole body, and I wanted only one thing: to find myself in our little house with the AC on the lowest setting. My friends, on the contrary, felt fine... After about two days, our first layer of skin started peeling off.

But don't think we were such losers that we would head out again after lunch! We would eat and head to the ocean. The gentle waves would wash away our fatigue, irritation, and uncertainty; they would instill hope and joy for what we had, for the fact that we were together and that we were doing well. Yes, despite all the failures with finding a job and our dwindling finances, we were happy with everything we had at that time.

We became very close with Grandma Velna. On Sundays, she would take us to the Baptist church. Maybe someone will say "UGH! It's boring there!", to which I can answer: it might only be boring to someone who doesn't care about how real Americans live, what worries them, what they are like in an unofficial setting, how they treat people, what they like to eat, how their religion is structured. We learned a lot in church. Yes, there are mostly elderly people there, a few young people, and half are middle-aged. They are all different. There are no good or bad ones, but now I remember them all only from a positive side. Speaking about the people from the church, I mean all the Americans we happened to communicate with, because they are just like that. :)

After church, they have a tradition of going to some restaurant to eat. These are not cool establishments at all, which at first reminded me of our cafeterias. These are buffets. There, for $5, you can eat everything you see and everything you can fit. Of course, from such abundance, we would come home like little round buns, and the only thing we were capable of was collapsing into a dead sleep and forgetting ourselves for a couple of hours.

At church, we met an artist grandmother named Betty. Upon learning that I also dabble in painting, she invited us to a huge gallery where her works were exhibited. Then we found ourselves in her little house in the picturesque town of Little River, where all the houses have access to an artificial and terribly beautiful pond with majestic swans, ducks of different breeds... and I wanted so much to have the same house to go out in solitude to the veranda by the pond and paint.

We showed Betty (on a flash drive) photos of my paintings; she was (and it seemed sincerely) surprised and praised me for a long time, asking me under no circumstances to give up painting. Then Betty showed her studio and her old and new works, and gave me wonderful sketchbooks. We were impressed :) It was a very cool day.