And not a beach that was crowded with people, either.
I mean an empty beach.
Empty, that is, except for the hundreds of sea gulls.
You know what I like to do?
I like to slowly make my way onto the beach, not disturbing any of the sea gulls as I do so.
Then, once properly positioned, I like to run at the largest group of gulls, shouting incomprehensibly at the top of my lungs and waving my hands about like a mad man.
All of the gulls, and I mean *ALL* of the gulls take flight. It's not like I could have caught any of them. Gulls are faster than me.
The flock mentality amuses me.
Human beings are a lot like sea gulls.