We had some time to kill and indulged in a favourite pastime: finding a congenial place to sit and relax. We found a delightful outdoor patio. There I sat, just savouring the pleasure of sitting down and finding myself in a far country with a glass of wine in my hand, watching the people. It was perfect.
On the street below us were some fast food restaurants with a swarm of seagulls hanging around waiting for a handout. Three young men were huddled together shielding one who was trying to eat some fries when one bird, legs outstretched, came in for a landing smack on the back of his neck. Startled, he flung it off and started to walk away but it didn’t help. He gathered a comet’s tail of seagulls following in his wake.
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