When I was a child, riding my bike down to the beach, it was so fun watching tourists. They’d have out a bag of chips and throw a shirt over it when they all got up to jump in the water. Seagulls would appear from every direction almost as soon as the tourists hit the water. Immediate grab the shirt and toss it to the side, absolutely destroy the bag of chips, then go through the rest of their bags looking for goodies. Often the person who got to the water first would turn around to look at the slowers, see the seagull’s destroying their shit, and just start running back, screaming, waving their hands in the air.
They are obnoxious, but I have a soft spot in my heart for those things.
Where I live there’s a market right at the harbor, one of the main tourist spots of the capital. Seagulls are bolder than usually there, they snatch fast food right out of tourists’ hands.
It got so bad they covered the whole market in a net.
When I was a child, riding my bike down to the beach, it was so fun watching tourists. They’d have out a bag of chips and throw a shirt over it when they all got up to jump in the water. Seagulls would appear from every direction almost as soon as the tourists hit the water. Immediate grab the shirt and toss it to the side, absolutely destroy the bag of chips, then go through the rest of their bags looking for goodies. Often the person who got to the water first would turn around to look at the slowers, see the seagull’s destroying their shit, and just start running back, screaming, waving their hands in the air.
They are obnoxious, but I have a soft spot in my heart for those things.
It’s not nice calling tourists things.
Where I live there’s a market right at the harbor, one of the main tourist spots of the capital. Seagulls are bolder than usually there, they snatch fast food right out of tourists’ hands.
It got so bad they covered the whole market in a net.