OZ +8: Kingfisher and other birds...

As we left the Kingfisher Bay Hotel and Resort Center Parcs Experience this morning (I added the last bit...), we finally got a look back at where we had been staying.

It's on the shoreline and hidden by the trees from further inland, so you can't get a good view of it from anywhere really. This was the best I could manage...



...and that's on the zoom limit of the camera.

You have to fill in a little survey card when you leave to say what you thought. (When I say "you have to...", I don't mean they feed you to the dingoes if you don't, or anything like that - it's just suggested.) Most of the stay was brilliant and so got ticks in the far left boxes (or the far right ones...) and the food in the Seabelle restaurant was the absolute best of the holiday so far, but I did find myself mentioning the birds in the breakfast room.

Swooping down from the rafters to pick at anything that was left on tables, or stealing bits of croissant from the servery, (of which unsuspecting guests then selected the remainder and ate), occasionally chased by waitresses with those hand-held plant spray things, I assume full of irritating bird poison fluid guaranteed to cause agonising death, but I suspect full of water. How water will deter them, I'm not sure, given that it sometimes rains...

Indoor birds seems to be a common phenomenon here. Lots of coffee shops have them, they are rife in shopping centres. No-one seems to give it much thought, nor pay any atention when they dive-bomb some scrap of dinner nearby, narrowly missing taking your ear off with their outstretched, gliding razor-wings. And perhaps it's only me that's bothered.