What is Friendship in US? #4

   William, the family friend of the people I live with - of my friends (well...that's a long story), once invited me to some party on Saturday night. "You'll feel the spirit of American youth life", - he said. We went to his friend's house, where I met a few more people. All of them were quite friendly, and acted like we've been friends for years. I doubt that I will meet some of them again in my life, but it was nice experience. I learned that you can drink a few cans of beer and still drive. It was interesting to know, because you would definitely lose your driver's license for 2 years for driving after drinking an alcohol. It doesn't really matter how much you drink in Ukraine. Even if officers (who have never been the nicest people in Ukraine) feel the weak smell of something harder than an orange juice, you'll pay crazy HUGE fine and probably lose a privilege to drive for a loooong time. Despite this nice discovery, I'm not going to drive with a bottle of beer in my car near the ashtray. (Just for your note: later that night I found out that you still can drive after a few galons of beer. It would be hard for William to live in Ukraine).
     What was I talking about? A few hours later, guys decided that it was not enough for them, took one more car and we went ... somewhere - I can't tell exactly, but quite far from the first house. They bought a few boxes of beer at the store, where the seller was so much interested im my Ukrainian driver's license so I thought I'd spent a night there with him staring at my ID. I had no idea, where we were going, but William told me that we'd have fun and he was laughing in that crazy loud way he always does. The house that we came into was much bigger than the first one. A girl, who probably was a host of the party, invited us to come. There were many people inside. Some of them were eating as if they hadn't ever seen food before in their lives, the other people were playing cards or something. Almost none of them was surprised with my Ukrainian origin:
- Oh, Ukraine? And what's going on there?
- Not much...
- COOL!!! Take a beer!
   You won't believe me, but that house was only another stop in our round trip that night. After an hour or so there, we went to another place, which was the most interesting for me. William and one of his friends obviously were looking for someone else in that third house. It was a huge party there, with music and bright lights. We entered the house, spent there a few minutes and left it. As it turned out later, William didn't know anybody in that house, but it didn't stop us to enter it, to talk to people and leave it. It was something new for me. We visited place with the crowd of unknown people, and they let us in, and kinda were even friendly, even though they saw us for the fist time.

   As you can see, friendship can last even a few minutes in US: guitar seller can be your friend, if you like music, a guy who gives free "Swedish Fish" in the Guadelupe Street can be your friend, if you take his free "Swedish Fish" (he can be a friend even if you don't take that "fish") and anyone here can be you friend either for 5 minutes or for the whole life.