When I arrived in San Diego, I didn't know what was going to happen. First of all, when I listened to a lot of Americans speaking in the streets - you can say for me "you are stupid, it's obvious". But I heard about there are a lot of Mexicans and you can speak only in spanish, it's not true. Downtown and the most part of the city people speak in English, real American people from many states - here is located the biggest US Navy general quarter - many families came to SD because their fathers was called to work in Navy, located in Coronado Beach and Miramar. It's a big complex with dorms, training camps, administration building, harbors and others military stuff.
So, I came to my new address. Before that I left my country I had paid four weeks to stay in home stay accommodation. It means I will live with an American family - It's weird when you don't know the place, the streets, the neighborhood but in the same time it's a good sensation too. Nowadays I know the city and you can think everything was new two months ago...
But in that moment, I didn't know anything. So, I got a cab (taxi) and passed the address to the driver. After 20 minutes I was in my new home, where I'm writing this text now. My first perception, it was a nice house with a big backyard and a gorgeous ocean view. After that I meet Sylvia, the house's owner. She is very nice person, almost 50 years old. She is divorced and has two beautiful little girls, Kalani and Xaiane. The other member is Kirra, the Korean guy, he is more than 30. Oh, I almost forget there is Roxy, the female poodle dog - she's like a daughter for Sylvia, as well.
Here I'm going to my third month but it will be the last in Sylvia's house. The neighborhood is great, has a beautiful view point and good houses around. But I don't have the best conditions inside the house. My room is big (in the past was a garage), has a tv and a desk. But is dark, the furniture is old and I have to cross the yard to go to the bathroom, it's terrible. Also, the food is not good and sometimes don't have dinner. Moreover, a brazilian student came to live here and Sylvia is building a new room, result: more people. I think I had a good time here but I know I can find a better place and I already have found one. I forgot to say but the Internet signal in my home is terrible, as well - I have to access the Internet in the living room. But I know there isn't a perfect place,but I know there are many places better for me at this moment.
