As Told By Ginger

By 9to12

Tomato, Pants, Knickers

We arrived in Stockholm at around 7:00 a.m. local time. Then we had a three-hour layover. We just sat around until our 10:00 flight to Copenhagen. At 12:00 we boarded a bus that would drive us to Rinkaby. We tried to stay awake and adjust to the time difference but after being awake for 24-hours it was tough. Most of us fell asleep for a little while but these really annoying kids from some other troop kept us awake (reluctantly). When we arrived, we unloaded all of the gear off of the bus and we were taken to our campsite. We are in subcamp Åre in the town of Winter. Our tents were already set up for us when we got there but we had to re-arrange them. Then my patrol (The Empire State Patrol) went and gathered wood for our gateway and other camp constructions. We built a prototype gateway and a table to cook on. Then I helped Mr. Anderson build a cabinet to store out cooking equipment in using the leftover cardboard from the boxes our stuff came in. My patrol cooked the hamburgers we ate for dinner and then we went to trade things and meet people. I got a small wooden clog to use as a slide from the Dutch troop next to us, a Swedish patch from the troop across the way, and a set of bells from a Japanese performance uniform. As we were trying to speak to the kids from Japan, a few girls from London came over. We started talking and that turned into a frisbee toss. As we played, a group of kids playing cricket nearby almost knocked Ellen's head off. Some Canadians (one was a ginger!) joined in for a few minutes. We started talking about the differences in how we pronounce certain words, like "tomato" and "potato". Then we discussed what knickers are and what pants mean to them. After more linguistic banter, Sean started getting a nosebleed so I walked him to medical so they could fix him up. We all showered and headed to bed when me and Sean got back. What a great and tiring first day!

This is my troop walking through the Winter gate towards our campsite.

Word of the Day: Hoary - Tedious from familiarity; stale

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