(As American)

Подготовил Сергей Голубев

Comparing Estonia to American cities it amazes with small-sized towns. Obviously the biggest difference is the people. However in different towns, either if it is capital or border type, there are different situations. From one point, the Estonian’s are very kind and hard-working, and on the contrary, who lives in the Russian society becomes very angry, lazy, and rude, however it happens not at all the times. Like in USA nationalities stay in their own areas of the city, Estonia is divided into “race groups” over the whole country with its one and a half million population. Frankly speaking, as I have learned from people’s opinions, the number of Russians is decreasing.

As for the service level, it’s lower than ours. Although, many shops, like super- and hyper- markets, which in some regions are rarity, are open until ten or eleven o’clock. Thus working all day long is not typical for this country. All the people treat with each other in this sphere very well. Naturally, market competition have always been present everywhere.

During holidays people have a good rest, making up for the next coming week. The shops are even open there, but working part-time daylight hours. I have been to Estonian Republic in the winter season, I could not feel delights of lying under the summer sun on the sandy beaches, as heard from the words of my talkers. Though, the same things and even better, like I suppose, we should have in Florida or other states of USA, especially that region, where I used to live to.

Talking of transport, I would like to say that there are no such strains on it during the rush hour, as we have commonly. It’s a dreadful problem, to try catching a taxi. It is more terrible is to use untidy and dirty buses on some of the routes in the town.

Summing up all the conditions that you have in Estonia, the only words describing nation state situation is “a hope in prosperity” of it. All is just in the future. Maybe inferiority regarding to other well-growing soon will be forgotten.