Oh my. For Jennifer's birthday I decided to break my No Video Games vow, based on some fervid endorsements of DDR from sources I consider very believable. Finding a PS2 unit and the game software was easy. The mat to go with it I ordered online. I figured the metal pad would be sturdier and easier to dance on than the foldup kind. It just arrived and the box is really huge. The UPS guy is usually not very nosy, but he asked if the box did indeed contain one metal dancing pad. I said yes, that our office had worn out the old one. Ha! Ha!