I am now back in my host family's house I'm glad to say. I miss some parts of that house and family, of course; but when I was there I missed parts of my host family and their house so it's sort of a lose-lose situation. But luckily now I'll be hitting my head less on the roof. My count reached about a dozen then I started to lose track. I have to say, crouching to get into a bathroom is something I'm not going to miss.
So over the next few days I've done A LOT. Hopefully I'll be able to remember it all.
The first night I was crazy jet lagged so I slept from 8 at night until noon. I kept waking up in the middle of the night (which I do naturally anyway) but each time I looked at my watch to see what time it was I figured I could sleep longer. By the time I went downstairs it was already time for lunch. I had lunch with Rene and Carine (Lauchenaud--the family that took me in for the weekend). After that, Carine took a nap and then took me out into the city to show me around. While she was napping I was able to type up my last post. In the city, Carine (who was really friendly and nice--as was Rene) took me to all the stores and we browsed around the shops. I looked at all the clothes but didn't buy anything. Partly because I just wanted to see all there was to buy and partly because I wanted to compare prices. I now know the cheapest shops at which to buy clothes. And they're all right next to my school.
(So the French language is sinking in. Which is evident by the fact that I just wrote "there'll" while trying to say "they're all"... But at least I'll be a pro at French once I get back.)
I learned from the day in the city that Hello Kitty is in style, Claire's is popular, and small stripes are in this winter.
Unfortunately that day it was raining like crazy that whole day. About as bad as the worst rains of Washington. At first it was funny though since it was raining softly but no one was willing to walk in the rain. I kind of loved it though. It made me think of Washington. Except then it started raining so hard the shop in which we were closed its doors and those who came in to dry were drenched head to toe.
After the shops, Carine took me to the cathedral. Holy crap that thing is gorgeous. And my words don't even come close to describing it. I hope to post some pictures (if I can figure out how). I didn't get the chance to take pictures of the outside of the cathedral but I have plenty of the inside and I'll take some of the outside eventually. I want to be able to go and visit it again soon.
After the cathedral we drove home. I rested for a while in my room writing in my journal.
Carine took me to her friend's house to meet her friend's daughter, who goes to my school. Her name is Elsa. She was really nice. After sitting around and eating food, she and I went out for a bike ride to an artificial lake in her neighborhood. We sat by the lake and talked for a while. As I said she's super nice so I had a great time. She spoke in English, which I sort of wish she hadn't but she insisted. I still had a good time though. Once we returned to the house we had a bite to eat then went upstairs to watch a French movie. Afterwards Carine and I went home and went straight to bed.
The next day I met Carine's mom, step-dad, her daughter Noemie, and Noemie's boyfriend at lunch. We went out to lunch in the city and it was delicious. I had an Alsatian dish called Bibeleskas. It was basically potatoes with sour cream and stinky cheese. I liked it. A lot. And it was fun to try something new and classically Alsation apparently.
After the afternoon's rest (there's a lot of resting done here), Matilda, the daughter of the family I was staying with, and I went to the zoo next door to take their dog for a walk. It's a public zoo and the sad thing is it looked about as bad as the zoo I live next to. It wasn't too bad I just felt bad for all the animals since the exhibits weren't very nice.
That night we had dinner at home and afterwards we all sat around and watched a TV show kind of like America's Funniest Home Video except it was all clips of people on live TV unable to stop laughing. Most of them were because of language mistakes that I didn't understand. It was funny anyways.
The next day Rene took me out to go hunting for mushrooms. For almost an hour we drove way out into the countryside and the mountains. We ventured into the forest and wandered around for two and a half hours searching for mushrooms. Personally I dislike eating mushrooms but it was fun regardless. I learned that the red ones with white spots are poisonous and the yellow-orange ones are the best kind (girond? I think they're called?). I found the biggest one of all the people, despite the fact I barely got anything else. I spent most of my time wondering if the mushrooms I passed were poisonous or not. I decided to venture on the safe side and leave the ones I was unsure about. But since I found the biggest one, I was effectively the champion. In French the "champion champignon".
I left their house that night. I'm back in the Schmitt house now. We spent today in the city. They showed me how to use the Tram and how to get to my school and all. I talked to the principal of the school about my classes and how everything works. I'm far less nervous about school now. And now we're going to go to the house of my host parents' friends so I'm afraid I have to leave. I'm sure I'll have even more to write about next week once I start school. (It starts Thursday). But for now, au revoir.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
First Days of France
So I'm here! For those of you who are wondering, I'm safe and sound. Things have been a little different since my host mom's father passed away and so I'm staying with a member of the rotary while they take care of the funeral and such. However my host family seems incredibly nice. But I've gotten ahead of myself; time to backtrack.
Back to the beginning.
Saying goodbye was hard especially with my parents. I flew into Philadelphia with Jericho, who's from Alaska. Unfortunately we couldn't sit together but we got to hang out at the airport so that was nice. The flight to Philadelphia was uneventful except for the person I was sitting next to talked to me for so long my neck hurt from turning my head to the side. I got some sleep on the plane but not much.
At the Philadelphia airport we met up with the other Rotary students with whom we were flying. I went with the students from the west coast to get food since I already knew them from the San Francisco trip. On the plane I didn't get to sit next to any of the rotary students. The TV mounted on the seat in front of me was also broken. A few seconds into trying to watch Date Night, it froze and didn't unfreeze for the next hour, even when the flight attendant reset it. She was really nice though and let me move to an open seat that had a working TV. There, I watched Date Night, 500 Days of Summer, and part of an episode of Bones. It was then that I realized I was sitting next to Jericho. But since we were about to land I switched back to my other seat. It was closer to my backpack in the overhead compartment.
I had a 6hour layover at the Paris Charles de Gaulle airport but it felt much shorter than that. We split up with most of the kids staying in the Paris area and all the students going to the same gate stayed together. At our gate area I went off with two other students to get a quick lunch. After that we took a nap on the floor. Countless people stared at us as they passed but we were all so jetlagged we couldn't have cared less. At some point another student from India arrived but I must have been asleep then. She was on our flight too. Everyone on our flight rushed off as soon as they started boarding since they didn't post the gate until it was time to board.
The flight to Strasbourg was fast--only an hour long. I met up with my host family at the airport. Right off the bat they seemed really really nice and that impression has remained the more I've gotten to know them. However as I explained earlier I'm staying with a different family for the weekend. It's almost better this way though because since they're rotary they're helping me figure a lot of the particulars that I wasn't aware of before. So if anyone who is going to France on a Rotary exchange is reading this just so you know you should talk to someone in Rotary about setting up a bank account. The family I'm with right now has a daughter who works at a bank and so is helping me set up an account so they rotary can put my allowance there. She's also going to help me get a French SIM card and since I'm doing this with my Rotary club and all my temporary host dad is going to pretty much make sure the Rotary is going to pay for my phone bill zhich he says they should do anyways. So it's all pretty convenient. My current host mom is also taking me to visit one of her friends who has a daughter going to the same school as me.
So that's about it for the story part of this blog. Now it's time for all that's different.
I suppose one of the first things I should talk about is the keyboards since I've got one right in front of me. For one thing it's taken me the better part of an hour to type this up and only now has my speed increased. There are far more keys for punctuation here since they need ones for letters with accents. I hope to post a picture at some point but basically the top row of number keys looks like this instead &é"'(-è_çà) so that explains some of my confusion. I also have to use the shift to get a period. Where the w normally is there is an a and where the a normally is there's a q. To show you how different it is, if I were to try typing The quick fox jumps over the lazy dog on this keyboard the way you would on an American one it would look like this: The auick fox ju,ps over the lqwy dog: To put it simply typing is difficult.
Everything here is smaller. The village in which I'll be living is really small, probably the size of downtown Issaquah at the most. Everything seems very consolidated though. Even to the point where the cars are smaller (I have yet to see a 7 person car) and they only have one plug per outlet. I'm living on the top floor of both host families so the ceiling is slanted in both rooms. I have to crouch to get into the bathroom. I have also hit my head on the ceiling twice and once on the bottom of a desk.
While I'm in the city now and my host family lives in a little village just outside of the city, both houses are very wood-based if that makes any sense. They both also have very narroz stairways that aren't big enough for two people to walk side by side comfortably. I know for sure the house in the village is double timbered (I think that's the word for it) but I don't think this one is. The house I'm in now is much larger than my other one but I think I like the other one better. They have a very Asian/African influence to their home if that makes any sense. My bedroom has Buddhas all over the place and there are African masks up on the walls. There are a lot of orange and brown colors as opposed to the white and green colors here. Both houses creak though. There's practically no carpet except in a few rooms in this house, none in my host family's house. There's carpet in my room here but it's thin and not soft at all. So EVERYWHERE I go I feel like they can hear it.
I've learned that it's impolite to keep your hands in your lap during meals. I have yet to get rid of my reflex of sitting on my hands or keeping them in my lap.
Speaking of reflexes, money is handled differently in France. As I discovered at the airport (and possibly read in my French culture book) you're supposed to put the money down on a mat in front of the cashier, as I did, following the actions of the man in front of me. Then they put their change on the same mat and you take it from there. I put my hand out though of course, by reflex.
Everyone has a dog. I had read that in my book but of course it's hard to tell from a book what is true and what is assumed or simply out of date. In this matter though it's true. My host family has a dog, as does the family with whom I am staying now. I also went on a with my host sister Marilou (I stayed with my host family for a few hours to pack a small suitcase for the weekend and have a small snack) and there were too many dogs there to count. Their dog Sam wasn't interested in many of the other dogs which was nice but one barked at her and started a chain of barking that traveled to at least half a dozen other houses, which goes to show how many dogs there are here.
Waking up this morning was weird. For one thing I went to bed at 8 and woke up at noon. Sleeping in so much probably wasn't wise but I couldn't help it; I was so tired. I'm still tired though so hopefully I'll be able to sleep tonight. I woke up countless times during the night though and the first time I was so disoriented it was crazy. For one thing, my bed at home is in the opposite corner so I expected the room to be where the wall was and vice versa. I had also dreamt about both being in France and going to school for my junior year. In one dream someone came into my room here and told me I should put all the clothes that were in my host family's closet into the plastic bags you get when you get your clothes from the cleaners'. In my other dream I had forgotten to do an assignment in Mr Baynes' math class from last year and since I was in his math class junior year he needed to check that I did it. It was odd. So I half-expected to be home and half-expected to be here when I woke up in the middle of the night.
It's also really hot here now. Like around the 90's. So I'm dying of heat but I really don't want to be the only one wearing shorts since no one I've come across except the daughter here is wearing shorts.
It sounds weird but the toilets here are different. They have practically no water in them and they seem smaller and really deep. The stalls in the airport were different too. Their locks had the thing outside of them that changed to red when it was closed so you could tell if it was free or not. It seems to me that all our bathrooms should have those here. It'd save the awkwardness of uncertainly testing doors and everything.
Speaking of locks, both bedrooms I've been in have locks but they aren't on the doorknob, they have actual keys and locks. The doors also don't fit snugly into the doorframes. They come to the very edge of the doorframe and close like that. It's far more airtight that way but it' hard for me to tell when a door is closed or not.
Well despite how long that post was I'm positive there are things I've forgotten that I'll have to add later. But goodbye for now.
Au revoir.
Back to the beginning.
Saying goodbye was hard especially with my parents. I flew into Philadelphia with Jericho, who's from Alaska. Unfortunately we couldn't sit together but we got to hang out at the airport so that was nice. The flight to Philadelphia was uneventful except for the person I was sitting next to talked to me for so long my neck hurt from turning my head to the side. I got some sleep on the plane but not much.
At the Philadelphia airport we met up with the other Rotary students with whom we were flying. I went with the students from the west coast to get food since I already knew them from the San Francisco trip. On the plane I didn't get to sit next to any of the rotary students. The TV mounted on the seat in front of me was also broken. A few seconds into trying to watch Date Night, it froze and didn't unfreeze for the next hour, even when the flight attendant reset it. She was really nice though and let me move to an open seat that had a working TV. There, I watched Date Night, 500 Days of Summer, and part of an episode of Bones. It was then that I realized I was sitting next to Jericho. But since we were about to land I switched back to my other seat. It was closer to my backpack in the overhead compartment.
I had a 6hour layover at the Paris Charles de Gaulle airport but it felt much shorter than that. We split up with most of the kids staying in the Paris area and all the students going to the same gate stayed together. At our gate area I went off with two other students to get a quick lunch. After that we took a nap on the floor. Countless people stared at us as they passed but we were all so jetlagged we couldn't have cared less. At some point another student from India arrived but I must have been asleep then. She was on our flight too. Everyone on our flight rushed off as soon as they started boarding since they didn't post the gate until it was time to board.
The flight to Strasbourg was fast--only an hour long. I met up with my host family at the airport. Right off the bat they seemed really really nice and that impression has remained the more I've gotten to know them. However as I explained earlier I'm staying with a different family for the weekend. It's almost better this way though because since they're rotary they're helping me figure a lot of the particulars that I wasn't aware of before. So if anyone who is going to France on a Rotary exchange is reading this just so you know you should talk to someone in Rotary about setting up a bank account. The family I'm with right now has a daughter who works at a bank and so is helping me set up an account so they rotary can put my allowance there. She's also going to help me get a French SIM card and since I'm doing this with my Rotary club and all my temporary host dad is going to pretty much make sure the Rotary is going to pay for my phone bill zhich he says they should do anyways. So it's all pretty convenient. My current host mom is also taking me to visit one of her friends who has a daughter going to the same school as me.
So that's about it for the story part of this blog. Now it's time for all that's different.
I suppose one of the first things I should talk about is the keyboards since I've got one right in front of me. For one thing it's taken me the better part of an hour to type this up and only now has my speed increased. There are far more keys for punctuation here since they need ones for letters with accents. I hope to post a picture at some point but basically the top row of number keys looks like this instead &é"'(-è_çà) so that explains some of my confusion. I also have to use the shift to get a period. Where the w normally is there is an a and where the a normally is there's a q. To show you how different it is, if I were to try typing The quick fox jumps over the lazy dog on this keyboard the way you would on an American one it would look like this: The auick fox ju,ps over the lqwy dog: To put it simply typing is difficult.
Everything here is smaller. The village in which I'll be living is really small, probably the size of downtown Issaquah at the most. Everything seems very consolidated though. Even to the point where the cars are smaller (I have yet to see a 7 person car) and they only have one plug per outlet. I'm living on the top floor of both host families so the ceiling is slanted in both rooms. I have to crouch to get into the bathroom. I have also hit my head on the ceiling twice and once on the bottom of a desk.
While I'm in the city now and my host family lives in a little village just outside of the city, both houses are very wood-based if that makes any sense. They both also have very narroz stairways that aren't big enough for two people to walk side by side comfortably. I know for sure the house in the village is double timbered (I think that's the word for it) but I don't think this one is. The house I'm in now is much larger than my other one but I think I like the other one better. They have a very Asian/African influence to their home if that makes any sense. My bedroom has Buddhas all over the place and there are African masks up on the walls. There are a lot of orange and brown colors as opposed to the white and green colors here. Both houses creak though. There's practically no carpet except in a few rooms in this house, none in my host family's house. There's carpet in my room here but it's thin and not soft at all. So EVERYWHERE I go I feel like they can hear it.
I've learned that it's impolite to keep your hands in your lap during meals. I have yet to get rid of my reflex of sitting on my hands or keeping them in my lap.
Speaking of reflexes, money is handled differently in France. As I discovered at the airport (and possibly read in my French culture book) you're supposed to put the money down on a mat in front of the cashier, as I did, following the actions of the man in front of me. Then they put their change on the same mat and you take it from there. I put my hand out though of course, by reflex.
Everyone has a dog. I had read that in my book but of course it's hard to tell from a book what is true and what is assumed or simply out of date. In this matter though it's true. My host family has a dog, as does the family with whom I am staying now. I also went on a with my host sister Marilou (I stayed with my host family for a few hours to pack a small suitcase for the weekend and have a small snack) and there were too many dogs there to count. Their dog Sam wasn't interested in many of the other dogs which was nice but one barked at her and started a chain of barking that traveled to at least half a dozen other houses, which goes to show how many dogs there are here.
Waking up this morning was weird. For one thing I went to bed at 8 and woke up at noon. Sleeping in so much probably wasn't wise but I couldn't help it; I was so tired. I'm still tired though so hopefully I'll be able to sleep tonight. I woke up countless times during the night though and the first time I was so disoriented it was crazy. For one thing, my bed at home is in the opposite corner so I expected the room to be where the wall was and vice versa. I had also dreamt about both being in France and going to school for my junior year. In one dream someone came into my room here and told me I should put all the clothes that were in my host family's closet into the plastic bags you get when you get your clothes from the cleaners'. In my other dream I had forgotten to do an assignment in Mr Baynes' math class from last year and since I was in his math class junior year he needed to check that I did it. It was odd. So I half-expected to be home and half-expected to be here when I woke up in the middle of the night.
It's also really hot here now. Like around the 90's. So I'm dying of heat but I really don't want to be the only one wearing shorts since no one I've come across except the daughter here is wearing shorts.
It sounds weird but the toilets here are different. They have practically no water in them and they seem smaller and really deep. The stalls in the airport were different too. Their locks had the thing outside of them that changed to red when it was closed so you could tell if it was free or not. It seems to me that all our bathrooms should have those here. It'd save the awkwardness of uncertainly testing doors and everything.
Speaking of locks, both bedrooms I've been in have locks but they aren't on the doorknob, they have actual keys and locks. The doors also don't fit snugly into the doorframes. They come to the very edge of the doorframe and close like that. It's far more airtight that way but it' hard for me to tell when a door is closed or not.
Well despite how long that post was I'm positive there are things I've forgotten that I'll have to add later. But goodbye for now.
Au revoir.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Preparations
As the date of my departure approaches, I'm making more and more preparations. I spent most of yesterday saying goodbye to the relatives I would not be seeing for a year. Being part of a large extended family that is very close, I found saying goodbye to be hard. While much of my family I see rarely--only at our family Christmas party and Summer Picnic Reunion--I still love them. And I'll still miss them.
And then there are my friends. My friends who I see daily during the school year. That's going to be harder. I said goodbye to many of them Saturday at my small going-away party. But since most of my friends couldn't make it, I'll be seeing them at a movie in the park on Tuesday night. I'm glad to be able to see them one last time, but I'm sad to see them go. However, for every sad feeling I have from not being able to see my friends for a year, I have a dozen feelings of excitement for next year. I can't wait to get going. (No offense to my friends of course.)
In fact, I've just finished packing. My one suitcase is under the limit of 50 pounds (by a pound) and I have stuffed my backpack and purse to the brim with the heavy items I couldn't pack in my suitcase. Mostly books. And journals. I have made it my mission to write in my journal daily. A mission which I managed to keep up for about a week before finding myself too busy. One of the hardest decisions I had to make was figuring out which books to bring. I eventually settled on the classics: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Eyre, The Da Vinci Code, and The Secret Life of Bees. And my French-English dictionary, of course. I don't think I'll be reading much in France but I have quite a long plane ride to get there...
Speaking of my plane ride, I leave in two days. Today is my second to last day here for a year. This is still hard to believe. I can't wait to finally be there.
Other than that, there is very little to report. I went to a rotary event on Friday which was a lot of fun. I hope to see everyone I met there once I get back. However, there was one thing which a rotary member said that really stuck out to me. He said, "This is as close as it gets to world peace." I have to admit, that feels pretty cool. So I want to thank everyone who is involved with rotary and exchanges and even the people following this blog. Because it's bringing us all one step closer to world peace (as dorky as it may sound). It's allowing us all to understand someone who's different than we are and doing that really does make a difference. Because as the same rotary member said, "It's hard to make war with someone you hug".
And then there are my friends. My friends who I see daily during the school year. That's going to be harder. I said goodbye to many of them Saturday at my small going-away party. But since most of my friends couldn't make it, I'll be seeing them at a movie in the park on Tuesday night. I'm glad to be able to see them one last time, but I'm sad to see them go. However, for every sad feeling I have from not being able to see my friends for a year, I have a dozen feelings of excitement for next year. I can't wait to get going. (No offense to my friends of course.)
In fact, I've just finished packing. My one suitcase is under the limit of 50 pounds (by a pound) and I have stuffed my backpack and purse to the brim with the heavy items I couldn't pack in my suitcase. Mostly books. And journals. I have made it my mission to write in my journal daily. A mission which I managed to keep up for about a week before finding myself too busy. One of the hardest decisions I had to make was figuring out which books to bring. I eventually settled on the classics: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Eyre, The Da Vinci Code, and The Secret Life of Bees. And my French-English dictionary, of course. I don't think I'll be reading much in France but I have quite a long plane ride to get there...
Speaking of my plane ride, I leave in two days. Today is my second to last day here for a year. This is still hard to believe. I can't wait to finally be there.
Other than that, there is very little to report. I went to a rotary event on Friday which was a lot of fun. I hope to see everyone I met there once I get back. However, there was one thing which a rotary member said that really stuck out to me. He said, "This is as close as it gets to world peace." I have to admit, that feels pretty cool. So I want to thank everyone who is involved with rotary and exchanges and even the people following this blog. Because it's bringing us all one step closer to world peace (as dorky as it may sound). It's allowing us all to understand someone who's different than we are and doing that really does make a difference. Because as the same rotary member said, "It's hard to make war with someone you hug".
Monday, August 9, 2010
San Francisco
For those of you who don't know, this blog is going to be about my foreign exchange from 2010-2011. I'm going to be spending a year in France through the Rotary club of Issaquah. I will be spending the year in the east of France in the region called Alsace. I'll be living just outside the city of Strasbourg and going to school in Strasbourg at the Gymnase Jean Sturm. I'm incredibly excited for this!
As most everyone knows, I went to San Francisco two weeks ago to go to the French consulate and get my visa. While it seemed annoying at the time to have to appear in person at the consulate it was a wonderful trip. I got to meet some absolutely amazing people that I hope to see again in the future. I also got the chance to explore San Francisco. I had thought before that it would be a fairly long trip involving sitting in the consulate for a long time, but we ended up spending about an hour and a half in the consulate. From there, we tried to take a cable car to Giradelli Square, but since it couldn't go directly there, we took one cable car and then rode in three different cabs to get to the square. At the square we go ice cream and sundaes and such and they were absolutely delicious. Ed, the head travel agent, got us all these San Francisco souvenir boxes of chocolate squares, which was really sweet.
From Giradelli Square we walked to the waterfront and shopped for a while. There was a really cool street performer there playing a guitar, the harmonica, singing, and playing the drums and a cymbal with his legs. I did very little shopping since I want to shop in France, but it was hard to resist. From there we walked to a hotel and ended up taking a limo to the airport, rather than a car to the transit to take the airport. We decided it would be cheaper to just take a single car to the airport rather than all 11 of us going on the transit. And the limo was the only car big enough to hold all 11 of us.
Most of us split up at the airport. Mele, Emily, Ed, Jericho, Alex, and I took a plane to Seattle. I sat next to Alex on the way there and it was really great :). I slept for part of the time, though, since I was so exhausted. It was a crazy busy day. It felt more like a week than it felt like a day.
It was really fun and everything is set for France now. I'm just finalizing ticket requests and everything now. I should start packing in the next week or so! :)
Thanks for reading!
As most everyone knows, I went to San Francisco two weeks ago to go to the French consulate and get my visa. While it seemed annoying at the time to have to appear in person at the consulate it was a wonderful trip. I got to meet some absolutely amazing people that I hope to see again in the future. I also got the chance to explore San Francisco. I had thought before that it would be a fairly long trip involving sitting in the consulate for a long time, but we ended up spending about an hour and a half in the consulate. From there, we tried to take a cable car to Giradelli Square, but since it couldn't go directly there, we took one cable car and then rode in three different cabs to get to the square. At the square we go ice cream and sundaes and such and they were absolutely delicious. Ed, the head travel agent, got us all these San Francisco souvenir boxes of chocolate squares, which was really sweet.
From Giradelli Square we walked to the waterfront and shopped for a while. There was a really cool street performer there playing a guitar, the harmonica, singing, and playing the drums and a cymbal with his legs. I did very little shopping since I want to shop in France, but it was hard to resist. From there we walked to a hotel and ended up taking a limo to the airport, rather than a car to the transit to take the airport. We decided it would be cheaper to just take a single car to the airport rather than all 11 of us going on the transit. And the limo was the only car big enough to hold all 11 of us.
Most of us split up at the airport. Mele, Emily, Ed, Jericho, Alex, and I took a plane to Seattle. I sat next to Alex on the way there and it was really great :). I slept for part of the time, though, since I was so exhausted. It was a crazy busy day. It felt more like a week than it felt like a day.
It was really fun and everything is set for France now. I'm just finalizing ticket requests and everything now. I should start packing in the next week or so! :)
Thanks for reading!
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