Christ is Risen!
I continue my story that happened in March 1987, when the American Coast Guard rescued the crew of our ship that sank 200 miles from the coast of the USA.
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The helicopters with our crew landed at their military base. We were placed in a big hall in the main building there. We had to spend the whole day in that hall because we had no visas to enter the country. We could not walk out of the hall because the military base was a secret object and we were from the USSR that was in the state of Cold war with the USA.
But American militaries were very kind to us. They brought us food and took care of us. They told us that our visas will be ready soon and people from the Soviet embassy will take is from the military base.
A funny story happened (I can tell it because more than 25 years have passed). My friend (a sailor) got very nervous. He whispered to me that he has a bag of silver coins of the Tsars’s times (the end of 19-th and the beginning of 20-th century). He took these coins to the boat because he wanted to sell them somewhere, and he rescued this bag from the ship. But now the Soviet embassy is going to take us, they will definitely find these coins and he will have big problems. He wanted to get rid of this bag, but he did not know how to do it: we were constantly watched. “Do not worry, I will do it”, — I told to him. I took the bag with the coins from him and went to the bathroom that was in the hall. I threw out this heavy bag with silver coins to the garbage can there in order to save my friend. I wonder if it was ever found by anybody.
Finally two men arrived from the Soviet embassy. They had the documents and they were looking for some hotel nearby, and it was already getting dark. Finally they found a motel, but there was no bus to take the crew of 37 people there. And the kind American Coast guards again helped us. About ten of them took us into their own private cars and gave us a lift to that motel.
There was a line of cars with Russian sailors going along the highway. “Music?” asked our driver. And he turned on some nice American music that was forbidden in the USSR and that people used to listen secretly in Russia. I felt completely happy at that night highway in that car.
I study English, forgive my mistakes.