One more on tourism, then normal service will be resumed. I awoke this morning to a peaceful town, the tourists having long departed. The vista that greeted me was what I sadly see so often in the summer. The black bags that littered the streets are to be expected of course. But not the food wrappers and cans, distributed liberally like a dusting of snow but not so pleasant. Our street cleaner was busily sweeping broken glass at 7 am. The rubbish truck following him groaning under the weight of its rotting load.
As I walked to the station I saw, for the first but not the last time this year, the latest blight of the modern world. It seems that while we have been educated, to some degree, to collect dog waste we have forgotten the same for children. Every single alley and several shop doorways had soiled nappies discarded in them. Not one or two, really every single one. There was even an adult diaper behind one store.
If you have children that are not toilet trained they will need changing, use a bin please. What on earth lends you to believe that somebody else is meant to bag your child’s waste? It is not a surprise to you that the waste arrives so plan for it. I doubt that you behave like this anywhere else so why is it different here. Is it some sort of moral taxation, you ate the food here so we should dispose of the waste. The swarm of tourists are like some modern locusts. Eating everything they can find and then trying to suffocate everything in garbage.
Some points of note for the three women that travelled with me this morning. Firstly I am sure that the story of abduction that you read was very sad. I do have to doubt your assumption that ‘they were obviously sexually abused’ but will park that for now.
The thing that struck me was your concern and apparent fear for your own safety. Let me reassure you, I have read, sadly, of many such cases over the years after all. Whilst there are clearly some very disturbed people out there, I’m not sure you should be to worried. I have never heard of overweight, masculine women being attacked. Your defence of looking and sounding like a fella is pretty good.
The concern over when you walked home late the other night was equally unfounded. At a guess the three of you amounts to a total age greater than 100, although this is hard to tell from your speech. And a sum mass in excess of 50 stone, whilst not built for running, is pretty hard to overpower.
Don’t worry unnecessarily, the bad guys are looking for ladies and that sure as hell isn’t you Princesses.