My uncle is a . He works for a travel and drives people to different cities. He loves his job because he gets to meet new every day. Yesterday, he told me a funny story. A from another country asked him, “Why do cars in your city make so much ?” My uncle said, “That’s in the morning — it’s always busy!” Once, he had to drive the country for a wedding. He started at o’clock in the morning and arrived in the evening. “It was , but I had snacks and music,” he said. He showed me a with the number of he travelled — over five ! I said, “Wow, that’s far!” He laughed and said, “It’s for me. I love the open .”

My uncle is a driver. He works for a travel company and drives people to different cities. He loves his job because he gets to meet new people every day. Yesterday, he told me a funny story. A visitor from another country asked him, “Why do cars in your city make so much noise?” My uncle said, “That’s traffic in the morning — it’s always busy!” Once, he had to drive across the country for a wedding. He started at six o’clock in the morning and arrived in the evening. “It was long, but I had enough snacks and music,” he said. He showed me a map with the number of kilometres he travelled — over five hundred! I said, “Wow, that’s far!” He laughed and said, “It’s common for me. I love the open road.”