Snowboarding - Phoenix Park
Last weekend we once again headed for the slopes of Korea for a weekend of snowboarding.
This time we went on an organised trip and went much further afield to one of Koreas top resorts, Phoenix park.
Phoenix park was, much bigger then Bears town and had ..... wait for it..... real snow!!! It even snowed while we were there!
We left Seoul early in the morning arrived at the resort around lunch time and boarded for the afternoon before being assigned to our rooms.
As soon as we arrived at the slopes we headed for the highest lift we could find: only to get to the top and realise we has a choice of a very busy green or a black run. For those of you not in the know green is beginner, blue beginner/intermediate, red intermediate/advanced and black for those who want to face imminent death! So the black it was! And on our first run of the day.
Emily and Kat on top of the black run, looking a lot braver than they felt!
The black turned out to be a pretty good, challenging but not deaf defying, although I got the impression Kat and Em would rather have taken the green.
I took this video of Kat and Emily nearing the bottom of the run (it may take a while to load).
VIDEO - Kat and Emily boarding - http://www.mediamax.com/j150vsc/Hosted/Boarding/katemslooooww.AVI
Later Kat tried to take some video of me boarding but instead managed to capture this rather pathetic looking fall!.
VIDEO - Me ouch! - http://www.mediamax.com/j150vsc/Hosted/Boarding/mefall.MPG
My second attempt at being filmed yielded better results.
VIDEO - Me board - http://www.mediamax.com/j150vsc/Hosted/Boarding/meride.MPG
After spending the afternoon exploring the slopes we had a break, some dinner and checked into our room before returning to the slopes for night boarding.
We were assigned to a room with three Korean girls which was pretty cool because there was supposed to be eight to a room. Chatting to them we found at that they were all English teachers who had been working at the same school but had recently resigned because their boss was "crazy" - something we could all relate to!
Arriving at the room we opened the door to the room to find a massive empty space - there weren't any beds! It was a traditional Korean style Ondol room, which means you sleep on a mattress on the floor. Since arriving in Korea I have always wanted to sleep in an Ondol style room so I was pretty excited, and unlike Kat an Emily slept the Korean way with just one mattress instead of two!
Kat warms up on the under floor heating.
The night boarding was fantastic, less people meant we could board at our leisure carving up the slopes, and smaller lift queues meant we got more runs in. We had to leave the slopes at 10pm to give back our rental boards. But when we went to bed, at 2am, we were amazed to see the slopes still open.
Me, Emily and Kat niight boarding.
After we finished boarding we tried to find someone up for going for a drink but to no avail. So we headed out to a bar alone. In the bar to men were sat at the table next to ours. As they came to pay one of them asked where we were from. It transpired that they had had A bet as to weather we were from America or Europe and the one who lost had to pay the bill! They came and sat with us and chatted for a while. One of them was the marketing manager of the resort and have us free sauna passes for the following day.
After having a few drinks we went back to our room and found a part in full swing next door. Despite being exhausted we decide it would be rude not to check it out. But to all of our relief shortly after we arrived the threw everyone out so they could get some sleep.
The following day we were lazy and slept in until almost 11am leaving us just enough time to pack up and get the bus home.
The Decision
The blog is a bit all over the place at the moment.
I sent out a password protected post last week to my friends and family, for those of you not in the loop I had an interview for a copy editing job on the Korea Times last week. This post is from the day after the interview.
Blogging Japan will resume soon!
I woke the day after the interview feeling pretty calm and having slept pretty well considering today was the day I would find out. However once I arrived in work my nerves took hold and I was checking my email at every spare opportunity to see if I'd got the job.
Sat in the PC room at lunch time trying to concentrate on blogging and instead flicking between checking my email and aimlessly surfing the internet I got the call I'd been waiting for.
I had got the job. Fantastic - but why wasn't I jumping for joy. Why did I feel like a weight had suddenly been placed on my shoulders? Things had happened so quickly I hadn't really had time to think about the job properly. Now the real thinking had to begin.
Did I really want the job? Bearing in mind it was going to cost over 1000GBP to take the job and for technically less money than I earn at school, Was it financially viable? Was it possible to find nice affordable accommodation, pack up and move to Seoul in a week? Did I want to miss out on travelling to take the job? What would happened when I resigned? What if I failed the probationary period? What if it was my dream job and I didn't take it? What doors could it open in the future? How could I even be considering not taking it after four your studying journalism at university? So many questions, but no answers.
Shortly after finding out I'd got the job I met Kat for lunch and talked it through. But when the time came to go back to work the only thing I knew was that I didn't know what I wanted to do.
I agonised for the remainder of the day and spoke to as many people as possible, hoping someone would offer me a pearl of wisdom and make up my mind for me. But none were forthcoming! Kat said don't take the job. Emily said take the job. But they were both biased. Everyone I spoke to who was a journalist told me what a fantastic opportunity it was and that they would jump at the chance. I needed an unbiased opinion. So before I went to bed I decided to call my parents. My mum said to travel as that is what I came away to. My dad was on the golf course so his opinion would have to wait until the morning.
I went to bed knowing my decision could still go either way and I would probably change my mind a multitude of times before a final decision was made!
I got up early and got my dad out of bed (it was 11:30pm in England) to ask him what I should do. He told me to do what I wanted, but said he would probably choose the travelling.
My final decision was made when I arrived at school and had an email from one of my MA course tutors. He pointed out that it may not be the job of a life time, 1000GBP was a very expensive job offer and I came away to travel. Adding that once I get back to England and settle into a career it will be very hard to get away.
With those words of wisdom in my ears I made the final decision and began writing the email.........With a heavy heart and knowing I may live to regret it, I turned it down - I really must be insane!
I am disappointed to have turned it down, it could have lead to bigger and better opportunities. But I have always dreamed of travelling and so often I have been sensible and put my career first, now it was time to be irresponsible and go see Cambodia and Vietnam instead!!
If this job can come up what's to say I can't find another one, once I've seen some more of the world. And one in a nice hot country with beautiful beaches! Instead of Korea, which to be fair, is starting to come a little tiresome. I'm ready for the next adventure now!
The Leek Spinning song
A break from blogging Japan to share something very random!
A few days ago I walked into my classroom and sat down whilst the three girls I was teaching sang a song that sounded, to me, like complete nonsense. Not unusual. I don't speak Korean so the majority of what they say sounds like nonsense - but this was a special kind on nonsense. I asked them what the words meant and they told me "nothing"! They said it was a song they had found on the internet, and learnt the words, but they had no idea what they meant! What they did know however, was that the song is polish and called The Leek Spinning Song.
VIDEO - The girls sing the Leek Spinning Song - http://www.etribes.com/node/79425
A link to the website they got the song from is here, you have to have a look just to appreciate its strangeness!
Then in another lesson they showed me this, I think it may be the original version of the song! (If you have a pop up blocker hold shift when you click on the link, the allow active content.)
Spectacular!
The day (30.12.06) arrived for our much awaited trip to Japan's highest mountain and only active volcano, Mt Fuji.
An early start was made more stressful when, despite allowing more than enough time to get to the bus, we almost missed it after going the wrong way on the subway!
Once safely on the bus it took just over an hour to reach the bottom of the mountain where there was a tourist information centre and a good spot for taking photos.
Fuji from the photo oint at the bottom.
Then we began our assent to the fifth station, which stands 2300 meters above sea level and is over half way up the 3776 meter volcano. Normally you can't get this high during the winter but the uncharacteristically warm weather had made the road safe to drive up.
The fifth station was located well within the snow cap of Fuji and was very cold. Unlike normal snow it had frozen solid, so whilst it looked like snow it had the consistency of ice. And thanks to the deceptive surface I successfully managed to fall on my arse twice in less then 20 minutes!
The views from the fifth station were spectacular, you could see all the way to the snow capped tops of the Japanese alps. I'm sure the pictures don't do the views justice.
Emily, me and Kat at the top of Mt Fuji - well as close as we could get to the top!
Looking over the Japenese alps from the fith station of Mt Fuji.
Looking down the crater below Mt Fuji.
Looking to the summit of Fuji from the fifth station. It doesn't look far but apparently it takes about seven hours to climb it!
Once we had enjoyed the view and had a looked around the gift shop we headed back down to the bottom for lunch, which was provided as part of the trip.
Next it was on to Hakone national park where we took a boat across Lake Ashi. Ashi was formed after Fuji's last eruption 3000 years ago and is situated in one of the most thermally active areas of the region. There are many site seeing boats on the lake and the top deck of ours offered 360 degree panamoric views of the beautiful scenery around the lake.
The Sun glistening on lake Ashi.
A replica pirate ship cosses the lake.
Emily, me and Kat on the top deck of the site seeing boat.
We disembarked our site seeing boat at its first stop which was at the bottom of the Komagatake ropeway. Mt Komagatake is the central volcanic cone of the Hakone mountain rage and stands 1,327 meters above sea level. The ropeway and the top of the mountain offer some fantastic views of both Fuji and Lake Ashi below. We were lucky enough to be at top of Mt Komagatake as the sun set.
Looking down on lake Ashi from Mt Komagatake.
Ma and Kat on the top of Mt Komagatake with Mt Fuji in the background.
Looking across at the sun setting on Mt Fuji.
The sun sets behind the mountains.
Kat and Emily enjoy the sunset.
After a day of taking in the scenery we went to the station to catch the bullet train or Shinkansen back to Tokyo.
Whilst we stood on the station a few zipped fast, they were sooo fast and very long , they can reach speeds of approximately 186 mph! The video below doesn't do the speed justice.
VIDEO - A Shinkansen passes through the station - http://www.mediamax.com/j150vsc/Hosted/DSCF3696.AVI
From the outside the Shinkansens looked quite impressive but once you were sat on the train it was just like being on any other train!
The front of a Shinkansen.
The land of daily stress
My first piece for the Korea Times!
Random, only those of you I have spoken to on the phone have a clue what I am going on about, but this is the reason for the lack of blogging recently. I am trying to decide whether to go for a job on the Korea Times. The coming about of the job is a very long story that will be revealed at a later date, in a later post. In the mean time I have done a piece about my impressions of Korea for a page they call Foreigners Corner. So, here is a sneak preview of the article I have just submitted to them!
'The land of morning calm' sounded like exactly what I needed after a very stressful year doing a masters degree, working for the student newspaper and holding down a part time job. It was for this reason, and the money I could make working as an English teacher, I came to Korea.
With images of tranquil parks full of people practicing Thai chi at sun rise, I arrived fully prepared to embrace the culture. Only to find my image was naively misguided and 'The land of morning calm' could be more aptly named 'The land of daily stress'.
Motorists rush around with blatant disregard for red lights, dodging naive foreigners who haven't waited dutifully for the green man before making the perilous journey across the road. Driving in Korea seems to be a constant race for the finish line with little or no regard for speed limits. Upon arriving it was explained to me that speed limits and red lights are more 'friendly advice' that absolute law!
People on the subway barge and push like their life depends on being the fist on, or off, the train. Having frequently travelled on the London underground stood in a sweaty armpit during rush hour I thought the daily commute couldn't get more uncomfortable. Until squashed, sardine like, on the Seoul subway I had a group of teenagers, excited at seeing a fair haired foreigner, get out their mobile phones and shamelessly take my photograph.
But the now I realize that rushing around is just the Korean way. As with any big city, in Seoul, people have things to do and places to be and they want to get there quickly. The Korean's have one of the longest working weeks in the world, and I now find that I am also one of those rushing to get home and enjoy those precious few hours off from the world before I have to get up tomorrow and do it all again.
The teenagers on the subway weren't taking my photo out of spite, but curiosity and wonder at seeing someone so different to themselves. Unlike the UK, Korea isn't racially diverse and many people living here don't get the same opportunities to travel that westerners do. It can be a novelty for teenagers to spot someone with fair hair standing next to them on the subway, for many the only other place they've seen a westerner is in their classroom at school.
In coming to Korea I didn't find the de-stressed way of life I was expecting, but what I did find is a country where despite being one of the most technologically advanced in the world people still marvel at a foreigner on a train. Despite working long hours a stranger will find the time to stop and help as you struggle to the bus stop with your shopping
It is also a country that, once you look past the hustle bustle and skyscrapers, is steeped in culture and traditions. And whilst I haven't found any parks full of people practicing Thai chi at sunrise I have found a culture and country that I can immerse myself in and, like a Korean spotting a westerner on a train, I am constantly in awe of how different it is from everything at home.
Beautiful scenery and culture meet at Takaosan
Our first full day in Japan was spent hiking up a Mt Takao (Takaosan) situated about an hour outside of Tokyo.
Standing at 599 meters high and with walking trails up to 3.8km long Takaosan is a challenging walk, which was why we took the cable car to the half way point!
The cable car in itself was impressive with a gradient of 31 degrees making it the steepest cable car in Japan. And even in the bleakness of winter the scenery from the cable car was impressive.
Before boarding the cable car we met an American called Mike who asked if he could 'hang' with us. We obliged but quickly realised hew was going be really annoying after he relayed numerous stories that were clearly embellished. At the bottom of the mountain he said he'd been to Seoul once, half way up it was a couple of times and by the time we reached the top, 20 minutes later, he'd been to Seoul three or four times!
At the cable car station the views were already impressive and we stopped to take some pictures. It was clear that Mike didn't want to wait around for us and intended to take a hardcore route to the top so we ceased the opportunity to get rid of him saying we were going to take the easy trail.
The view from near the cable car station.
As we made our assent up the mountain we came to a temple located about a 20 minute walk from the cable car station.
The temple, called Takaosan Yaku-ou-in Temple, is said to have been founded by the Buddhist saint Gyoki in 744 upon the orders of Emperor Shomu. The temple was built to show reverence to the Buddha of healing, Yakushi Nyoria.
According to the brochure I picked up, people have been coming to the temple for centuries to show reverence to nature. It is claimed that people who show reverence here will have good luck and avoid serious adversity.
The temple area was full of beautiful buildings. Outside one of these buildings you could pay to write on a pebble. Not being able to read Japanese we didn't know what others had written but guessed it was probably prayers or wishes. Kat decided to add our stamp to the collection writing on a pebble 'Kat, Emily and Jenna was here 2006'! I'd imagine a little different to what the Japanese had written!
Kat and Emily stood in front of the temple.
Kat and our pebble.
After looking around the temple we continued our hike to the top of the mountain. The guide map showed a bridge that looked pretty impressive and we headed off on a, not so easy, trail in search of the bridge. However after a tiresome trek, picking our way over precariously place tree routes on narrow paths with a sheer drop on one side, we reached the bridge to find it was rather uninspiring.
Kat and Emily stood on the bridge we hiked along difficult trails to get a look at!
Overcoming our disappointment of the bridge we continued our trek to the top only to discover the map certainly wasn't to scale. The large distance on the map to the temple took about 20 minutes, yet the short distance from the bridge to the top was taking forever and the hills just kept coming!
When we eventually reached the top we were exhausted and made sure we found the easy route back to the cable car station. But not before taking some time to appreciate the view looking down over the expanse of Tokyo in the distance.
Whilst writing this post I cam across this website which has some rather more picturesque images of Takaosan - it even make the bridge look impressive! We visited during the winter, which is not the ideal time to go as the trees are bear and there is not much colour around.
It's all gone quiet
I apologise for the lack of blogging over the last couple of weeks. I have been very busy and there have been a few exciting developments in the 'Land of morning calm'. Normal blogging duties will resume next week when you can find out about all the latest developments.The bright lights of Tokyo
Standing at 333 meters tall Tokyo tower is 13 meters taller than its model, the Eiffel tower.
After arriving in Tokyo and being shocked by how quiet it seemed; standing on the main platform at 150 meters and looking down on Tokyo lit up against the night sky the city looked like the bustling metropolis we'd been expecting.
Brightly lit skyscrapers stretched far into the distance. The 360 degree panoramic view offered spectacular views over the mass expanse of Tokyo and gave us an impression of just how huge the city actually is.
The lights of Tokyo stretch for miles across the night sky.
Functioning as a television and radio broadcast antenna the tower was built in 1958 as a symbol of Japan's rebirth as an economic power.
Said to be the tallest self supporting steel tower in the world and Japans tallest man-made structure Tokyo tower boosts a second viewing platform at 250 meters.
But massive queues and knowing that, in the dark, the second viewing platform would probably offer a similar view the one we'd already experienced discouraged us from taking a look.
Tokyo tower from the bottom.
Japan - Arriving and first impressions (28/12/06)
The day had finally arrived and even a very early start (5:30am) couldn't dampen my excitement as we began the journey to Tokyo.
The drive to the airport, in the comfort of a taxi, was uneventful. After arriving at the airport we had to find immigration and get a single re-entry stamp before checking in. The immigration office was busy; but having researched on the Internet I was prepared and had all the necessary documents, including payment, to hand. Unusually for these things immigration went without a hitch and I was very happily surprised to find that as I was British citizen the re-entry stamp, supposed to cost 30,000 won (about 20GBP), was free. Nice!
We arrived in Japan and for the fist time ever there was no one to meet us from the airport, it was down to us to find our own way to a youth hostel in the middle of Tokyo with just some directions printed from the Internet as a guide. Luckily everything in the airport was very well signposted and we were soon on the train heading into Tokyo.
Sitting on the train it was clear that Japan, despite its close proximity to Korea, was very different. The suburbs had fewer high rise buildings. Although there were many three or four story blocks, they looked a lot like surf shacks or Spanish holiday apartments rather than massive apartment blocks. I also saw what looked like proper houses for the first time in four months. There was brilliant sunshine outside and most of the apartments had clothes racks hanging outside in contrast to the Koreans whose clothes racks all hang on the inside of their apartments. A small detail, but something that made Japan feel a lot more fresh. Everything appeared much cleaner, and no one stared at us on the train. It was nice not to feel like a freak for once!
It took about an hour to reach Ueno station where we needed to get the subway to our hostel. By the time we arrived we were desperate for the toilet and in need of a subway map. We found tourist information who were very helpful and spoke very good English. They directed us to a toilet outside the station, but with rucksack on my back I was alarmed to find a whole in the floor. Crouching to pee with a 12kg rucksack on your back is definitely a feet, and when trying to return to an upright position I realised how long it had been since I had ventured near a leg press!
The train journey from Ueno was fairly short. Whilst on the train a very tall Nigerian man came and sat beside me. He introduced himself and told me that in Japan no one talks on the trains but in Nigeria it is normal to strike up a conversation with a stranger. He had been in Japan for 18 months studying Japanese history. He said that the Japanese were a very quiet race and didn't like to talk much about their history so much of the records are from other sources. He felt it was best to get the story "from the horses mouth". He told me that the Japanese were very friendly and gave us the email address of a woman who could show us around. As it happened we didn't have a spare moment and so never used the email address.
We arrived at the hostel around 3:15pm only to find it was closed until 4pm. We stood for while deciding what to do during which time four helpful Japanese people informed us that it was closed. So with rucksacks on our backs we headed off in search of a restaurant. Whilst walking to the hostel we had been struck by how deserted everywhere was. Almost everything appeared to be closed. It was a far cry from the bustling Tokyo we were expecting. The area looked like a quiet Spanish town in the middle of winter! We stopped and asked a few people who pointed us in the direction of somewhere to eat only for us to find the place closed. We later found out this was probably because it was the first day of the New Year holiday.
Whilst searching food we stopped and stood on a street corner wondering where to go next. To my amazement a REAL Mini stopped at the lights beside us. I was so excited - it was the first 'proper' car I'd seen in four months - I immediately reached for my camera.
I knew the Japanese were Mini nuts but I was still surprised to see one, especially so soon after arriving in the country.
Eventually, with the help of two gentlemen, who couldn't speak any English, we found a noodle bar and went to get some dinner. From across the road it had looked closed due to the curtain in front the door. Seeing this it occurred to us we had probably walked past many open places that just looked closed because of the curtain! The curtain across the door is called a noren curtain. According to a Japanese furnishing website.....
The word noren usually refers to split curtains hung in front of a shop. It was used to keep out the sun and dust but now since it often has the shop's name written on it, it serves as the shop's sign as well.
Not knowing any Japanese we clumsily walked into the tiny bar struggling with our massive back packs and asked for 'one' hoping what we got would be edible. We were pleasantly surprised when three identical bowls of noodles turned up that actually tasted pretty good.
Kat and Emily in the noodle bar.
Two identical bowls of noodles
Kat, with her backpack on, outside a very closed looking noodle bar.
Once we had finished eating it was time to go back to the hostel and check in.
Back at the hostel it transpired that we had to pay for each night of our stay using a machine! This could either be done one night at a time or all in one go. We decided to pay for all five nights at the same time and started putting our money into the machine. After Emily had put in as much money as the machine would take she pressed the button and her first ticket came out. She pressed the button again and her second ticket came out. Then the machine had a funny five minutes and decided to eject all her remaining money. The machine clanked away as ejecting 50,000 yen in 100 yen coins, it sounded like she had won jackpot on a fruit machine! Emily stood wide eye staring at the machine as Kat and I collapsed in fits of giggles behind her, with everyone in the reception of the hostel turning to see what the commotion was about!
Once Emily had returned each of the 100 yen coins to the machine and got her five tickets we collected our bed sheets and found our way to the room. The room was basic but clean. The beds were very hard, not a problem for me (I slept on a futon for years) but not so comfortable for the other two, with pillows made of what looked like small pieces of plastic tube! Not comfortable. Sleeping on them was like making a pillow on sand. You can mold it around your head to make it a little comfortable but it is still hard!
Once we had dumped our bags we freshened up and headed off on our first adventure in Tokyo.
Ludricious
Time for another rant........!!
After a well earned break (two whole days) from Kindergarten I went into school today with the knowledge that I had to prepare them for the 'perpormance' and that this would involve making them memorise story books they were already board of. Already a difficult enough task without me then being informed that the classes had been split into pairs and each pair had to memorise a DIFFERENT book.
I'm sure the Korean teachers are aware that there is only one of me. But someone how they still expect me to teach, in the case of blue class, three different books at the same time. To adults, not a problem, to kids who can read, still not a problem. But these kids can't even read. So the only option is to go over and over the book until they know it inside out. But that presents me with the next problem: how the hell am I supposed to keep those who aren't doing a particular book interested in something they know they don't need to learn. Answers on a post card!
After finishing my first class my temper was already frayed from spending 40 minutes going from pair to pair trying to read with them whilst the other six members of the class ran riot because they didn't have anything to do!! I then waited around for my next class to start before on of the students from Pink class came to me and said "Jenna teacher, here" and pointed towards his classroom. "I have yellow class now" I told him confidently. At which Kang decided to tell me: "No, timetable change, you Pink class now." Well it was nice of someone other than a six year old kid to inform me.
By the time I got to my last class of the morning I was seething and dreading the next month of preparing for this stupid 'pepormance'. But my mood only became blacker when I was given the below by Ji and told to teach it to a class of four year olds who, at the best of times, don't have a clue what I am trying to tell them.
This was just too good not to blog! I promise the script I was given was exactly as I have written below.
Peter Pan
Wendy: Irene
Peter: Brian
John, Hook: Eric
Tinker Bell, Rose: Jinny
PART 1
Wendy: Hello. I'm Wendy.
John: Hello. I'm John and Hook.
Peter: Hello. I'm Peter.
Tinker Bell: Hello. I'm Tinker Bell and Rose.
ALL: Hello. Wendy, Hello. John, Hook, Hello. Peter, Hello. Tinkerbell, Rose.
ALL Hey! Hey! Hey! Come on out.
John: Who?
Wendy: Who are you?
Peter: I'm Peter.
Tinker Bell: I'm Tinker Bell.
ALL: Say! Say! Say Peter.
Peter: I'm here for my shadow.
Tinker Bell: Yahoo, your shadow?
Wendy: That's your shadow.
John: Looks weird.
ALL: What shape? What shape? What shape is it?
Tinker Bell: It's an oval.
Peter: Help me, Wendy.
ALL: Think! Think! Think! Wendy.
Wendy: Ah! I need a glue. I'm going up.
ALL: up! up! up!.
Wendy: I'm going down.
ALL: down! down! down!
PART 2
Rose: Captain Hook is after us.
Peter: Go home, I'll take Rose home.
ALL: Be careful, be careful, just be careful.
Hook: Look for Tinker Bell.
ALL: Not here, not there. nor here, not there. poor Tinker Bell. poor poor Tinker Bell!
Hook: Where is Peter?
Tinker Bell: ouh! ouh! my arms.
Hook: Where is Peter?
Tinker Bell: ouh! ouh! my legs.
PART 3
Peter: Tinker bell ~
Tinker Bell: I'm ready.
ALL: Look everybody! Look everybody! We're going home.
John: Bye-bye my friends.
Wendy: Good bye.
John, Wendy: Good bye, Never Land.
If anyone can tell me what this is about please email me cause I am still trying to figure it out!
Can you believe I actually had to spend 40 minutes teaching this complete rubbish. And to top it all off only two of the four students were present making it even harder! Sometimes I wonder why I bother with this job!
