On the way home from Moreton-in-Marsh (see yesterday’s post) we had to change trains in Reading … while there, we had a couple minutes, so got some Burger King (don’t judge, it was the only thing open IN the train station on a Sunday night) and once we got on the next train we were pretty much pooped.

Just the 3 of us – me, Miranda and Phoebe – in a part of the train where we could face each other. A bag of Burger King between me and Miranda, our feet on the row across from us where Phoebe was sitting. All scrunched down and relaxed.

Suddenly, walking up the aisle from behind me are 2 guys. .. kids really. I’d guess maybe 17? Hard to say since I didn’t see their faces.

The got to our row.
Stopped.
Both – in unison – turned toward us and said (with accompanying movement) “Schwing!”

Then turned and kept walking back up the aisle.

Wait.

what?

Is that supposed to be flattering? Or insulting? I don’t really know.

Is this something that they planned ahead of time (“the first girls we see…”) or something that they do so often when they are together that no discussion was needed?

Was it directed at Phoebe (who, I contend, was the only one who they could really see as they were walking up), or all of us, or does it matter?

We seriously were laughing about this the ENTIRE rest of the trip home… I honestly don’t understand.

Hilarious.