after the bus stopped, we decided to walk to camp two, where there was a swing dance about to start. Linnea actually had to be there to sing for the dance, but we dawdled along the path anyway... We remarked at the pretty lanterns hanging from the trees, and then we had to show some attention to the newt who was yes, "chillin' in a heavily-trafficked area."
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