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that the car was driven by a foreigner. For a while we all thought that Russians couldn’t drive. We did eventually leave the airport and were driving down the Moscow “Beltway” to meet our host families.
A total of 22 American students from all over the U.S. went this summer with the Youth For Understanding program.
I soon did get to see something besides the busy airports and highways. My host family had three basic members although I was in an unusual situation.
I lived in a small apartment with my host brother, Igor, who was 17. Igor and I lived there, and his mother, Tamara, and father, Alex, came only during the day to cook, watch TV, and do other stuff. Tamara and Alex lived in a larger apartment in another part of town while I was there. Apparently crime in that area was worse than around the apartment where I stayed.
Igor was at the age that most teenagers have graduated from their equivalent of high school, and he was studying college entrance exams.
If he passed these exams he would get into their school of law and also get to go to West Virginia for a year as a high school senior. He studied at the last minute and did pass the exams.
If he hadn’t he would have had to join the military, because all male graduates not attending a university have to join some branch of the military.
Alex was an ex-cab driver. He
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