I stayed with the family for two months. At first they treated me so kindly, helped me to get used to the new life in the city but their attitude changed worth gradually. The host mother was always in a bad mood and glanced at me if there was something that she didn't like (usage of light, a bath room, etc). The worst memory was when the father told me to eat lunch in the kitchen while the others were eating in the living room. At that time other family members visited the house and he insisted me that there was no space in the living room. I was eating sadly with a dog, while they were enjoying good "family time". I think it would be good for a short time stay.