8 pm. Wildwood Bus Terminal stop. We finally arrived in what is now our FAVORITE city.

This is exactly where we were going to work and hang out all summer)

Back in Russia, I was looking for housing, i.e., I found a house and agreed with the landlady about our arrival. She met us, brought us to the house, we discussed all the terms (don't worry, we spoke in Russian because the girl is from Ukraine) and went in search of food, otherwise our stomachs would have digested themselves.

Wildwood has a famous Boardwalk, i.e., a street along the ocean where there are a bunch of shops, cafes, and 6 amusement parks. That's where we went. We thought for a long time about which cafe to go to, and in the end, terribly hungry, we ran into the Hot Spot pizzeria. At that time, I didn't even think that later I would become friends with a guy from Serbia who was our waiter that evening. That evening we walked along the Boardwalk and couldn't believe our eyes. Everything we had repeatedly searched for on the internet back home was real and tangible at that moment. Plus, we arrived during the holidays—Memorial weekend—so there were a lot of people and it was very fun..:)))

The next day we went to work. Wildwood is quite small, but we looked for our hotel for a long time) Finally, we found it and talked to our employer. Americans are indeed very smiley and positive. The hotel owner was no exception. But we were only supposed to start working on June 15th, because the season only started then. In the meantime, she advised us to look for a second job.

The weather was wonderful and, of course, we went to gaze at the ocean. Oh....... it's such beauty!!!!!!:)))))))))

By the end of May, the rest of the guys (from Ulan-Ude) arrived, and the issue of housing became urgent. The conditions that the landlady offered us, to put it mildly, did not suit us. In general, the situation ended in a small conflict, and we started looking for other options.

Fortunately, our employer suggested where we could find housing for the same money.

We immediately ran there, and the owner of the house, Tim—a real American—accepted us. We paid $600 a week for the whole apartment. Yes, it's a bit expensive; in principle, you can find a place cheaper, but we didn't bother. And we did the right thing. We lived there all summer:)))))))))))

Although the situation with our first housing turned out unsuccessfully, it gave us the opportunity to meet cool guys from Kosovo. The guys are cool, smiley, friendly, and their English is head and shoulders better than mine. So at first, I felt uncomfortable talking to them; more precisely, I was shy about my English. The guys, moreover, are very hospitable. During the few days we lived in the same house, I kept many pleasant memories. We went grocery shopping as a whole gang, played Twister (laughing until we dropped), and even managed to throw a party. It was cool:)

I want to say, guys, don't be afraid of troubles, they will undoubtedly happen) Just enjoy the trip. And then in any problem, you will be able to see its pluses.

p.s. We still keep in touch. We chat on Facebook))