So, we've arrived. At our workplace. We are in the village of New Harbor in Maine. When we arrived here from New York, we had another shock at how quiet everything is and how few entertainment options there are, etc.

Besides Andrey and me, two Bulgarians and the homeowner live here. The entire second floor is ours; we have our own room, cable TV, a computer, high-speed internet, and all the household appliances, from a washing machine to a microwave. We pay $300 each for all of this.

Now, a little about our village. New Harbor is a small village with about 500 residents. It's a favorite spot for retirees, where everyone has their own summer house. In the summer, they usually come here, eat at seafood restaurants, go boating, etc.

People here are very friendly and kind. Everyone greets you as they drive by. They carefully drive around you if you're walking along the road. They always smile and wish you a good day. No one locks their houses here. We don't have keys because a local would never think to steal anything or enter someone's house without permission.

There is only one grocery store in our village, a minimarket where you can buy food. It's open from 8 AM to 6 PM. The store is very well-equipped: air conditioning, American refrigerators, hardwood floors, friendly staff—overall, a typical American shop.

We work at a seafood restaurant where tourist yachts dock and drop off hungry retirees. They, in turn, don't deny themselves anything and happily feast on large portions of lobster, fish dishes, beer, etc.

We work both in the kitchen and washing dishes, depending on the schedule. The work isn't easy, but it's not hellish either. The only problem is finding a second job, since at the first one we can eat as much as we want, drink beverages, beer, etc. But a second job is tough—there's almost no demand for workers in the area. To find a second job, we need bicycles to ride around the nearby villages in search of part-time work.

Anyway, that's how things are for us in New Harbor! ))