Ever since my first largescale national scout camp in 2010, I have wanted to experience one abroad. And now I have: though quite small in terms of numbers of scouts, the Stavanger camp was still big enough to make my feet hurt.
Arriving in Stavanger on Saturday evening we drove strait to the camp hoping to be able to get our tents up in a hurry and maybe even catch the end of the opening show. We quickly had to abandon that plan and adopts plans B, C and D. The staff at the camp entrance would not let us in during the show and sent us to another entrance to the camp. Once there we were sent back to the first entrance again. This repeated itself three times before we were finally let in.
However, this did not make circumstances easier: arriving at our designated camp area we were struck dumb. For the six of us they had mapped out an area that was no larger than 3,5x3.5 metres. To the untrained eye this may not seem to bad, but to us they could just as well have given us nothing. We would not even have been able to pitch our tent to sleep in let alone the one to cook in. We therefore traipsed back to HQ.
Many hours later we had our sleeping tent pitched on the very outskirts of the camp. However we did not complain as we had been given more than enough room this time and were in a quiet spot without too much noise. The camp could now commence!
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