Saturday, June 30th 2007, Wake up time 6:00 am
The day began with an early wake up call as we had to head out on to the road for the Lake. The place we were staying on the Lake belongs to Bev and Ralph's friends Pete and Kath. We set off on the road and before we went too far we stopped off for a snack at one of America's many chain food places. Dunkin' Doughnuts. A truly wonderful establishment. I had a Boston Creme doughnut to eat. (You wouldn't believe the variety that was available!) The road trip took about two and a half hours but I passed the time by listening to my MP3 player or chatting with Claire or Lyle. While we were driving, I took my first taste of iced-tea which I had never had before. It was truly disgusting! I believe it was lemon flavoured but it sure was gross :/ I quite like a cup of tea but iced-tea is...not my cup of tea! Hah, I am so witty.
After the lengthy ride, we finally arrived at the place where we'd take a boat across the lake to the cabin on the island. It was a beautiful stretch of landscape, truly marvellous. We piled our bags onto the motor boat and got ready to set off...and the boat wouldn't start. We were all very bored at this point after the long journey and wanted to get to our destination as soon as possible. However, Ralph being the handy man he is, got it working. So we set off for the cabin. It was nothing I had ever seen before! It was a large, square cabin with a wooden roof, and surrounded by lots of trees. There was also a hammock stretched out front. I haven't ever encountered anything like this in England!
We went into the cabin, which was quite spacious, and unpacked our things and got settled in. Me and Lyle shared a room. Being right by a lake there was only one thing we wanted to do, especially as it was so hot. That's right! Swim! We stripped off and changed into our trunks and then ran and jumped in the lake. There was a pier which went out into the main body of the lake. It was...in two words, bloody cold. Like unbelievably cold. We didn't stay in very long for obvious reasons. It was a cooling feeling after the hot weather but a bit too cold that there was no desire for prolonged exposure to the water...
We exited the water and quickly dried off. Me and Claire passed some time by getting out a chess set. I'm not a huge fan but I wanted to play a game and it was the best thing we could find. I can't remember who won. I'm pretty sure we got bored as neither of us were very good and just quit about half way through. I suggested we take another swim in the Lake, and get used to the temperature. While slowly swimming about, I saw a Loon, which is a bird native to the area, and heard its call! I have provided a cool little video of a Loon, just so you know what I'm on about.
A Loon
Claire and I got out after a while and ended up messing around with some action figures we had found. As you can probably tell, I was a little bored. The Lake was a beautiful place but there wasn't a whole lot to do. Luckily, Bev saved the day by informing us that we were going to a friend of hers who was staying at another cabin a little way across the Lake. That's what Lake Winnipesaukee is, a cluster of islands which people have bought Cabins on and spend time fishing and swimming. We headed over on the boat...but disaster struck! As the boat was pulling away, I almost fell into the lake. I was hanging over the edge of the boat, my camera hanging very low around my neck! Luckily, Claire grabbed the camera before it fell in and I was hauled back into the boat. I was very grateful and after the initial shock we had a big laugh about it.
Following my near death experience, the boat set off towards Dave's cabin. As we arrived I met Dave and his wife Janet and their friend...also called Janet! Popular name I guess...These people were so friendly, as was almost everybody I met during my stay, and as an added bonus, they had the cutest dogs! There was Jake who had white paws, Boo and Winston (named after the man himself, Winston Churchill.) We talked for a little while and they asked me questions about my time in England. We decided to have dinner at their place and so headed back to get our own food! After we returned, we waited for the food to be cooked. Claire, Lyle and I took Ralph's fishing equipment and I had my first hand at amateur fishing. I'd just like to point out animal lovers, that Ralph always returns fish that he catches. I caught zilch but Claire caught a fish! It wasn't a bad size either. I guess I just didn't have the patience for it.
After dinner, which was some lovely hot chicken wings and breasts, we played cards. The game was President to be precise, which you can also google if you want the rules. http://www.ehow.com/how_4466190_play-card-game-president.html Aren't I kind? I also wish I could remember who won. I'm pretty sure it was me as I had just taught Claire, Lyle and Bev the game, and whenever you first teach people something, unless they're a natural, they don't ever do as well as you. Following on from this game, I tried again at fishing and caught nout...I clearly was not any good! Good thing I've never taken much of an interest in it. After all of this, we set off back to our cabin for the evening.
Before bed, we all sat down in the main living area of the cabin and Bev read to us from the story "Al Capone Irons my Shirts." I never did finish that book and now I've remembered, I will try and get back to reading it one day! Right after my long list that I've set myself this summer! Bev read us a couple of chapters and it was getting late, so she finished and we just talked for a while. The conversation turned to jokes and we all shared various ones we knew, some obvious, some long and amusing. Once again, the difference between the sense of humours kicked in as Bev and the rest of the family didn't find some of my more offensive jokes funny at all! Well you can't win them all ;)
Thanks for listening.
Wednesday, 30 June 2010
Tuesday, 29 June 2010
English Humour Fail
Friday, June 29th 2007, Wake up time 6:00 am
As before, I woke up surprisingly early. The first thing that I did that morning was check my e-mail. I can't remember the e-mails, but I'm sure they were various posts on my old myspace. Remember when people used to use that? Ha! How things have changed. Lyle had downloaded a demo version of the game Dark Messiah (which I have never played since) and all I remember was that it was quite slow on his computer. During my stay, Lyle slowly bought parts for a new computer and built one up himself!
After breakfast, Bev informed us that she had some shopping to get and I needed to buy some new clothes. Due to weight limits with my luggage it was decided that it would be easier to buy most of my clothes in America, especially as they're considerably cheaper and a better quality. We left about 9am and we stopped off at Old Navy. Old Navy is a cheap store that sells reasonable quality clothes, no brand names. It's a really good place for Summer clothes as it's main menswear is shorts and short sleeved t-shirts. I purchased three shirts for $18 and two pairs of shorts for $35. If you halve that to English pounds it's remarkably cheap.
I'm only writing down the prices because it's all part of what I want to write down, not the most interesting of details but still important to me. :) Also, I encountered the American tax system. The Americans, for some unknown reason, don't tax their own items! So whenever you're there, in case you didn't know, always add on a small price to what you're buying as this is the tax. Their tax is a lot lower than ours (varies state to state) but they don't automatically tax items so expect to pay more than it states. Now I'm finished with that boring detail...I can let you know of another part of the day!
We stopped off at Trader Joe's, which is your run-of-the-mill food place. After Bev had picked up her groceries (see my use of American terminology there?) we headed home. First though we stopped off at a bakery for a cookie :) It was delicious! The Americans know how to do their sweet food. Once we got home, I cleaned the bathroom downstairs. This was primarily Lyle's and mine to use for showers and baths. During my stay, Lyle and I rotated the cleaning of the bathroom and the kitchen between each other. If we cleaned the bathroom at least once a week and kept it clean by that Friday, we got an allowance of $10. If we cleaned the kitchen every night, i.e. loaded the dishwasher and cleaned the surfaces and cleared everything, we got $20 at the end of the week. This was very reasonable in my eyes as neither job was too taxing unless you let it get on top of you.
After that, Lyle, Claire and I went outside for a brief spell of exercise with a game of frisbee. We clearly had no common sense at that age as we played across the road and at one point it landed in the middle and was run over by a car :( Well done us. After a quick telling off from Bev, I went into Lyle's room and played a quick game of Dungeon Keeper. This is a game that is very old but I love it just as much today. If you're that interested in what you have to do, just google it :D I'll tell you that you play as a Dungeon Master and control hordes of minions and attempt to control them and develop them to take over the kingdom. Wasn't the worth learning? It was after I got bored that I went and just lay on Lyle's bed (not with Lyle, you perverts) and that's when the jet-lag finally hit. I was suddenly hit with a wave of fatigue and promptly crashed and slept for the afternoon.
I was awoken sometime around six, if memory serves me correctly, by Bev with instructions to help was the garden chairs with Lyle and Claire as we had guests coming! We quickly hosed and wiped them down. (Why am I telling you this?) At 7:15 the guests arrived.
It was two families, the Wienburgs and the Pisanos. Julia was the daughter of the Weinburgs and Claire's friend, and Greg was the son of the Pisanos and Lyle's best friend. As dinner wasn't quite ready, we headed for the park. I had never been but it wasn't a far walk. The Cadorettes (my host family, in case you didn't figure that out) lived in a suburb called 'Manor Park.' It was a lovely neighbourhood where, yes all the houses looked the same, but it was a pleasant looking and aesthetically pleasing to the eye. The park was by the pond, well, to us Brits more like a lake. It had a small child's area to play in and a couple of swings but apart from that it was just a big area with grass.
We only hung out at the park for a little while, not a whole lot to do. We then had a race home and Claire lost one of her shoes. As a joke, I took it, ran home and showed it to Bev and in a completely serious tone said "Claire...she had an accident, this is all that's left." It turns out, it wasn't that funny...the Americans do not get our sense of humour at all... After that incident we sat down to dinner, American Chop Suey...It's hard to describe but it's basically hotdogs in pasta with a tomato sauce. It is one of the best things I tried there, and really easy to make! I must remember to get the recipe for that...
After dinner, we moved into the living room area, which held Ralph's expensive stereo, WHICH YOU MUST NOT TOUCH. We sat down and played Apples to Apples, which I can't quite remember how to play (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apples_to_Apples) and then charades which I'm sure you know. If you don't, you all write down various books, films or television shows and then put them in a pile in the centre. You divide up into teams and somebody goes up and chooses one of these unseen titles. They then have to describe it using various hand actions to each team and the first team to guess correctly gets the point. If that description wasn't good enough, tough. I'll just teach you sometime. I wish I could tell you who won, but I'm sure it was us, for I am the master of Charades.
After the guests had left, the last thing left to do was to pack my suitcase. I was being kicked out...
Just kidding! We were heading on a Lake trip, Lake Winnipesaukee to be precise, and you can find out about that tomorrow! It's the largest lake in New Hampshire for those people who care. I hope you've enjoyed reading about my day.
Thanks for listening.
As before, I woke up surprisingly early. The first thing that I did that morning was check my e-mail. I can't remember the e-mails, but I'm sure they were various posts on my old myspace. Remember when people used to use that? Ha! How things have changed. Lyle had downloaded a demo version of the game Dark Messiah (which I have never played since) and all I remember was that it was quite slow on his computer. During my stay, Lyle slowly bought parts for a new computer and built one up himself!
After breakfast, Bev informed us that she had some shopping to get and I needed to buy some new clothes. Due to weight limits with my luggage it was decided that it would be easier to buy most of my clothes in America, especially as they're considerably cheaper and a better quality. We left about 9am and we stopped off at Old Navy. Old Navy is a cheap store that sells reasonable quality clothes, no brand names. It's a really good place for Summer clothes as it's main menswear is shorts and short sleeved t-shirts. I purchased three shirts for $18 and two pairs of shorts for $35. If you halve that to English pounds it's remarkably cheap.
I'm only writing down the prices because it's all part of what I want to write down, not the most interesting of details but still important to me. :) Also, I encountered the American tax system. The Americans, for some unknown reason, don't tax their own items! So whenever you're there, in case you didn't know, always add on a small price to what you're buying as this is the tax. Their tax is a lot lower than ours (varies state to state) but they don't automatically tax items so expect to pay more than it states. Now I'm finished with that boring detail...I can let you know of another part of the day!
We stopped off at Trader Joe's, which is your run-of-the-mill food place. After Bev had picked up her groceries (see my use of American terminology there?) we headed home. First though we stopped off at a bakery for a cookie :) It was delicious! The Americans know how to do their sweet food. Once we got home, I cleaned the bathroom downstairs. This was primarily Lyle's and mine to use for showers and baths. During my stay, Lyle and I rotated the cleaning of the bathroom and the kitchen between each other. If we cleaned the bathroom at least once a week and kept it clean by that Friday, we got an allowance of $10. If we cleaned the kitchen every night, i.e. loaded the dishwasher and cleaned the surfaces and cleared everything, we got $20 at the end of the week. This was very reasonable in my eyes as neither job was too taxing unless you let it get on top of you.
After that, Lyle, Claire and I went outside for a brief spell of exercise with a game of frisbee. We clearly had no common sense at that age as we played across the road and at one point it landed in the middle and was run over by a car :( Well done us. After a quick telling off from Bev, I went into Lyle's room and played a quick game of Dungeon Keeper. This is a game that is very old but I love it just as much today. If you're that interested in what you have to do, just google it :D I'll tell you that you play as a Dungeon Master and control hordes of minions and attempt to control them and develop them to take over the kingdom. Wasn't the worth learning? It was after I got bored that I went and just lay on Lyle's bed (not with Lyle, you perverts) and that's when the jet-lag finally hit. I was suddenly hit with a wave of fatigue and promptly crashed and slept for the afternoon.
I was awoken sometime around six, if memory serves me correctly, by Bev with instructions to help was the garden chairs with Lyle and Claire as we had guests coming! We quickly hosed and wiped them down. (Why am I telling you this?) At 7:15 the guests arrived.
It was two families, the Wienburgs and the Pisanos. Julia was the daughter of the Weinburgs and Claire's friend, and Greg was the son of the Pisanos and Lyle's best friend. As dinner wasn't quite ready, we headed for the park. I had never been but it wasn't a far walk. The Cadorettes (my host family, in case you didn't figure that out) lived in a suburb called 'Manor Park.' It was a lovely neighbourhood where, yes all the houses looked the same, but it was a pleasant looking and aesthetically pleasing to the eye. The park was by the pond, well, to us Brits more like a lake. It had a small child's area to play in and a couple of swings but apart from that it was just a big area with grass.
We only hung out at the park for a little while, not a whole lot to do. We then had a race home and Claire lost one of her shoes. As a joke, I took it, ran home and showed it to Bev and in a completely serious tone said "Claire...she had an accident, this is all that's left." It turns out, it wasn't that funny...the Americans do not get our sense of humour at all... After that incident we sat down to dinner, American Chop Suey...It's hard to describe but it's basically hotdogs in pasta with a tomato sauce. It is one of the best things I tried there, and really easy to make! I must remember to get the recipe for that...
After dinner, we moved into the living room area, which held Ralph's expensive stereo, WHICH YOU MUST NOT TOUCH. We sat down and played Apples to Apples, which I can't quite remember how to play (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apples_to_Apples) and then charades which I'm sure you know. If you don't, you all write down various books, films or television shows and then put them in a pile in the centre. You divide up into teams and somebody goes up and chooses one of these unseen titles. They then have to describe it using various hand actions to each team and the first team to guess correctly gets the point. If that description wasn't good enough, tough. I'll just teach you sometime. I wish I could tell you who won, but I'm sure it was us, for I am the master of Charades.
After the guests had left, the last thing left to do was to pack my suitcase. I was being kicked out...
Just kidding! We were heading on a Lake trip, Lake Winnipesaukee to be precise, and you can find out about that tomorrow! It's the largest lake in New Hampshire for those people who care. I hope you've enjoyed reading about my day.
Thanks for listening.
Monday, 28 June 2010
Expensive and Girly
Thursday, June 28th 2007, Wake up time 7:00am
I began my first, proper day by waking up very early. I figured jet lag hadn't hit me yet as I wasn't remotely tired. Our first port of call was to visit the high school that I'd be attending, come September. Arlington High School to be precise. I got there around half eight and I met Sharon, one of my favourite people in authority at the school. Over the school year, I regularly visited her and had a little chat. She was so sweet and caring and I miss her very much. She gave me a very brief guide to all the subjects and activities at the school. One of interest was the Drama guild, who I was informed performed 'The Sound of Music' last year. I made my first humorous comment of the day by slumping my head down and saying "I hated that film." Luckily, Sharon wasn't too offended and laughed along. After that, Lyle, one of my best friends and the guy I was staying with, took me on a tour of the school.
My first observation was one that may seem obvious to many. It was a LOT bigger than Highfield. I couldn't believe the overwhelming size of it. I could tell that I would easily get lost within the many hallways. I loved how it looked exactly like I'd imagined. We finally got out, after getting lost several times (I don't think Lyle really knew where he was going.) We went to the Library to return a DVD of Bev's (my host mother) but found it was closed until 1:00pm. So we returned home.
Once we got back, Lyle fired up his Gamecube and we spent about an hour or so on Super Smash Brothers (which I got well and truly smashed at.) As it was so hot, Bev suggested we grab some ice-cream. So Lyle, Claire (Lyle's sister), her friend Katelyn and I began the walk to the Chilly Cow which is an ice-cream parlour. However, when we got there we found it was shut! So I guess there was no ice-cream for us... As I had also left my course guide at the school, we had to walk up to get that anyway, and Lyle said we could go to Brighams after, another place which sold ice-cream. Claire and Katelyn didn't fancy the walk so they headed home.
We picked up my course guide, me feeling rather foolish for having forgotten it and began the long walk up to Brighams. Lyle had said it wasn't too far. This is where I learnt my first, hard lesson in the difference between American and British estimates. It was a VERY, VERY long way. Up a hill. In sweltering heat. You try it sometime. On the way, we stopped at Stop and Shop, a cheap Supermarket, and I encountered my first American excess. You could purchase three litres of coke for...go on, guess.
ONE DOLLAR! How crazy is that? So me and Lyle both grabbed one of these huge drinks and carried on our journey. Suffice to say, it was filled with me complaining and Lyle insisting we were almost there. When we finally reached our destination, I purchased a cookie ice-cream. It was rather delicious after the long walk. Lyle suggested we take the bus back down the hill to the Library, as we still had to drop off the DVD. I don't know why we didn't take the bus up the hill...but I guess it was to save money for ice-cream. It wasn't an expensive bus ride either, at only $1.50.
We arrived at the library a little after 1:00pm. Lyle showed me the statue by the library which is also the logo for Arlington High, a crouched Native American. We stood and talked by it for a while and then headed into the library. After dropping off the DVD, we headed home, a walk which was nothing compared to the one up the hill. On the way, we bumped into a woman who asked us for a small donation. I think she was asking for it to go to her church. I was hesitant, I rarely give random strangers money, but Lyle being the honest kid he is gave her five dollars. She walked away exclaiming how she would pray for our souls. I wasn't strictly a non-believer at the time but felt that it was a bit of a pointless gesture in return for five dollars. Once home, I had a quick shower, as I was so hot, and then glanced through my course book. I pencilled all the ones which looked interesting to me, and knew I'd pick them as the year started.
Lyle and Claire wanted to show me Monroe Saltworks. It was one of these shops similar to Rosemary and Thyme in Letchworth town (this may not mean a lot to many of you reading.) We looked around it briefly but I saw nothing of worth. As we returned I summed it up in two words to Bev "expensive and girly."
For dinner that evening, I had a gourmet course of hotdogs and grapes. After that, we went to see a friend of the family's farmhouse, as Ralph (the father and an architect) was doing work on it. We brought along the frisbee and played with the son of the friend, a boy called Sam, who was very, very good. We played for about an hour or so while Ralph and his friend talked.
We returned home and I just caught my first experience of the American News! A completely different set up to the British news and an interesting experience. I would tell you what was reported, but I fear I didn't write that down. A lot of this is based on my own memories interpreted from the notes. I do apologise for not filling in all the details when I had the chance :)
Thanks for listening.
I began my first, proper day by waking up very early. I figured jet lag hadn't hit me yet as I wasn't remotely tired. Our first port of call was to visit the high school that I'd be attending, come September. Arlington High School to be precise. I got there around half eight and I met Sharon, one of my favourite people in authority at the school. Over the school year, I regularly visited her and had a little chat. She was so sweet and caring and I miss her very much. She gave me a very brief guide to all the subjects and activities at the school. One of interest was the Drama guild, who I was informed performed 'The Sound of Music' last year. I made my first humorous comment of the day by slumping my head down and saying "I hated that film." Luckily, Sharon wasn't too offended and laughed along. After that, Lyle, one of my best friends and the guy I was staying with, took me on a tour of the school.
My first observation was one that may seem obvious to many. It was a LOT bigger than Highfield. I couldn't believe the overwhelming size of it. I could tell that I would easily get lost within the many hallways. I loved how it looked exactly like I'd imagined. We finally got out, after getting lost several times (I don't think Lyle really knew where he was going.) We went to the Library to return a DVD of Bev's (my host mother) but found it was closed until 1:00pm. So we returned home.
Once we got back, Lyle fired up his Gamecube and we spent about an hour or so on Super Smash Brothers (which I got well and truly smashed at.) As it was so hot, Bev suggested we grab some ice-cream. So Lyle, Claire (Lyle's sister), her friend Katelyn and I began the walk to the Chilly Cow which is an ice-cream parlour. However, when we got there we found it was shut! So I guess there was no ice-cream for us... As I had also left my course guide at the school, we had to walk up to get that anyway, and Lyle said we could go to Brighams after, another place which sold ice-cream. Claire and Katelyn didn't fancy the walk so they headed home.
We picked up my course guide, me feeling rather foolish for having forgotten it and began the long walk up to Brighams. Lyle had said it wasn't too far. This is where I learnt my first, hard lesson in the difference between American and British estimates. It was a VERY, VERY long way. Up a hill. In sweltering heat. You try it sometime. On the way, we stopped at Stop and Shop, a cheap Supermarket, and I encountered my first American excess. You could purchase three litres of coke for...go on, guess.
ONE DOLLAR! How crazy is that? So me and Lyle both grabbed one of these huge drinks and carried on our journey. Suffice to say, it was filled with me complaining and Lyle insisting we were almost there. When we finally reached our destination, I purchased a cookie ice-cream. It was rather delicious after the long walk. Lyle suggested we take the bus back down the hill to the Library, as we still had to drop off the DVD. I don't know why we didn't take the bus up the hill...but I guess it was to save money for ice-cream. It wasn't an expensive bus ride either, at only $1.50.
We arrived at the library a little after 1:00pm. Lyle showed me the statue by the library which is also the logo for Arlington High, a crouched Native American. We stood and talked by it for a while and then headed into the library. After dropping off the DVD, we headed home, a walk which was nothing compared to the one up the hill. On the way, we bumped into a woman who asked us for a small donation. I think she was asking for it to go to her church. I was hesitant, I rarely give random strangers money, but Lyle being the honest kid he is gave her five dollars. She walked away exclaiming how she would pray for our souls. I wasn't strictly a non-believer at the time but felt that it was a bit of a pointless gesture in return for five dollars. Once home, I had a quick shower, as I was so hot, and then glanced through my course book. I pencilled all the ones which looked interesting to me, and knew I'd pick them as the year started.
Lyle and Claire wanted to show me Monroe Saltworks. It was one of these shops similar to Rosemary and Thyme in Letchworth town (this may not mean a lot to many of you reading.) We looked around it briefly but I saw nothing of worth. As we returned I summed it up in two words to Bev "expensive and girly."
For dinner that evening, I had a gourmet course of hotdogs and grapes. After that, we went to see a friend of the family's farmhouse, as Ralph (the father and an architect) was doing work on it. We brought along the frisbee and played with the son of the friend, a boy called Sam, who was very, very good. We played for about an hour or so while Ralph and his friend talked.
We returned home and I just caught my first experience of the American News! A completely different set up to the British news and an interesting experience. I would tell you what was reported, but I fear I didn't write that down. A lot of this is based on my own memories interpreted from the notes. I do apologise for not filling in all the details when I had the chance :)
Thanks for listening.
Sunday, 27 June 2010
An Introduction
As many of you know, mainly because I constantly mention it, I spent nine months in the 'Land of the Free.' Between the dates of the 27th June 2007 and April 11th 2008, I lived a life in a country that I fell in love with. This blog, unlike my other (which I will continue to update, clearly way too much time on my hands), will be more personal to me. During my stay, I kept a journal, chronicling every day, including the dull ones! You are free to read of my adventure, but I suppose this is just a way to make the journal I wrote in every day become permanent in a place where it will not easily be lost or forgotten. I shall update it every day, using my journal as a guide and filling in the details to make the note-form style flow. I hope, if you wish to read this, that I can make it an enjoyable read for you. As I said, it is more personal to me and I don't expect any of you to be remotely interested. Perhaps though it will help you understand why my time was so amazing, and the things which made me determined to teach history one day in the nation.
I hope I can make it as enjoyable as it should be for me to write, recalling amusing anecdotes or fantastic sights or sounds. Thanks for reading this far. As a bonus, this blog is guaranteed to be a lot less angry as I remember a much easier time in my life. I begin properly tomorrow as the day's events for this date were essentially just me getting on and then off the plane. If memory serves me correctly, the in-flight film was Ghost Rider, a terrible Nicolas Cage film. I do remember making small jokes with the woman who escorted me from the plane. I was escorted because I'd never flown before and would probably have done something wrong. The most distinctive part of the day was stepping out of my host family's car for the first time and feeling the heat just hit me. I kept shaking my head in disbelief as I realised I was going to be in a completely different continent for a good nine months. Tomorrow, I shall update you all on what my very first day was like.
Thanks for listening.
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