Hi everyone -- This is an amusing incident from our trip last June. I've shared with friends, who enjoyed it, so I thought I might pass it on the WDW/m crowd. Photo to follow.
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We witnessed something odd at lunch today. We were sitting outdoors in Frontierland snapping up an undistinguished meal, and we were persistently pestered by a long-necked, majestic, white, bothersome bird with a superthin face and a long yellow beak. It looked to me like a heron or crane — tall and skinny with black legs and backwards knees — but I’m not sure what it was.
Anyhow, we had to shoo away several of these stalkers while we were eating (there were at least four of them hanging around). At the next table, a family of four brought their food over. Two young girls and two men. One man put down his food and went away for some reason, leaving his food exposed to wild predators. One of these big birds fluttered down onto the table flapping his enormous wings. The three members of the party still seated at the table shied away, cringing powerfully. The bird then snatched the bacon cheeseburger out of its bun and fled. The bacon went flying as he sped away. Not to worry, another such bird came and fetched the bacon, and flew away with a giant strip of bacon dangling from its beak. Sonali (my 3yo daughter) and I witnessed all of this in perfect fascination from the next table.
Anyhow, back comes the victim. He looks down at his ravaged tray and says, “Where’s my cheeseburger?” His companions inform him it’s been stolen by a bird. He pauses a moment and says, “Whuut?” Another pause. “You mean a bird jumped onto the table and just stole the burger right there?” “Yup.” Then, speaking quietly, he says with a mixture of scorn and disbelief, “And y’all just let’m do it?”
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We witnessed something odd at lunch today. We were sitting outdoors in Frontierland snapping up an undistinguished meal, and we were persistently pestered by a long-necked, majestic, white, bothersome bird with a superthin face and a long yellow beak. It looked to me like a heron or crane — tall and skinny with black legs and backwards knees — but I’m not sure what it was.
Anyhow, we had to shoo away several of these stalkers while we were eating (there were at least four of them hanging around). At the next table, a family of four brought their food over. Two young girls and two men. One man put down his food and went away for some reason, leaving his food exposed to wild predators. One of these big birds fluttered down onto the table flapping his enormous wings. The three members of the party still seated at the table shied away, cringing powerfully. The bird then snatched the bacon cheeseburger out of its bun and fled. The bacon went flying as he sped away. Not to worry, another such bird came and fetched the bacon, and flew away with a giant strip of bacon dangling from its beak. Sonali (my 3yo daughter) and I witnessed all of this in perfect fascination from the next table.
Anyhow, back comes the victim. He looks down at his ravaged tray and says, “Where’s my cheeseburger?” His companions inform him it’s been stolen by a bird. He pauses a moment and says, “Whuut?” Another pause. “You mean a bird jumped onto the table and just stole the burger right there?” “Yup.” Then, speaking quietly, he says with a mixture of scorn and disbelief, “And y’all just let’m do it?”
