The Joy of Flying

Okay, Harold.  We made it to the clock, and yes! I see the time.  It’s not my fault we’re late.

Oh, come on, Joyce!  You are always making us late.  How far have we traveled today…and how many times have we waited for you?

Harold, if you keep this up, I will not allow you to dive into a plate of crostino in a wine garlic…

Hey, you two!  We have had enough of this!  If we had known how you bicker non-stop, we would not have invited you on this trip!

Sorry, Leticia!  Harold is so erratic; I can never take him anywhere.  On the flight over, he made me drop my shrimp…

Okay, ladies!  Here we are!  See the 3:25 tour bus!  I get the fat bald guy; Joyce, you take out the big redhead.  Leticia, you hit the skinny guy with the comb-over. 

Annnnd, it is time to show humans just who is in charge. Let 'em drop!

This is photo prompt in 2014. Seagulls fly into our south California at winter and hang out. In the warmer time, the crows take over. 

Lunch yard where my students had lunch ignored them after a while