So, the blog is officially open and ready for reading) The 10-hour flight didn't seem that exhausting—I sat next to a pretty nice guy named Vasya, who was also a program participant. I was struck by the sheer number of people in lime-green t-shirts... are there really so many of us? O_o At the Washington airport, while waiting for our connection to NY, we all got to know each other, laughed, tried burritos (rarely have I tasted something so gross!!—my poor stomach cursed me), and overall had a great time during those 6 hours)

But the beautiful New York, greeting us with colorful lights just past midnight, had already prepared some minor troubles for us. It turned out that the Hotel Pennsylvania could only provide a room for me and my friend at 3 p.m. on June 14th (and we arrived just after midnight on the 14th). The problem was that we didn't fly via full service and had accidentally booked rooms in the same hotel as everyone else... BUT! at the wrong time... in the end, a fairly friendly hotel employee kindly offered us his help (for which he was undoubtedly rewarded!!) and put me in a room with 3 Chinese girls, and my friend with 5 Russians. We slept for about 3 hours that night... woke up early and went for a walk through the streets of Manhattan! It was one full day in New York, and it will undoubtedly remain in my girl memory forever: a ton of money spent (how could I???), a ton of new blisters, incredible fatigue, photos, Americans, and... of course, the Empire State Building!!! The city is like in the palm of your hand... and you can't see the end or the edge of those stunning lights. And also, golden butterflies are flying in the sky... what are they? Fireflies? I don't know... but they were part of that atmosphere, the atmosphere of the American dream...

Later, we were finally given the room we had booked, we spent exactly 1 night in it, paid $300, and headed to the state of Virginia, to a glorious city that someone named Williamsburg...

P.S. Among the many new acquaintances, I would like to highlight the rapper Phinelia, whom we met while standing in line at hotel check-in. He doesn't know a single Russian rapper, which, as you can understand, says a lot..) A very cool and very talented guy. He gave us his CDs. A cutie:) Also, I apologize for the different fonts, it doesn't listen to me and doesn't want to be the same everywhere. Let it be something like an indicator of mood swings and emotions))