Attractions would be wonderful is it were not for the tourists ... loud-mouthed, pushy, uncaring, thoroughly obnoxious tourists.
One example springs to mind:
When we were visiting Yellowstone last year I had severely injured my leg, and had difficulty walking even with a cane. Because of my infirmity I deliberately got to Old Faithful well ahead of the next eruption so that I could seat myself comfortably on the very front row of the viewing area. An avid photographer sat next to me and set up his tripod ready for the event. Very near to eruption time some loud-mouthed obnoxious tourists plonked themselves right in front of us (i.e. beyond the allowed seating area), yapping away to one another, taking selfies, blocking the photographer's tripod set-up, generally spoiling the view and the sense of occasion for everyone who had waited so patiently in the designated tourist area. One particularly obnoxious woman started pressing up in front of me, and complained bitterly that I should move my injured leg and cane so that she could wriggle backward and perch herself on the wall. What a total fucking bitch. To hell with her and all other loud-mouthed morons.
Attractions would be wonderful is it were not for the tourists ... loud-mouthed, pushy, uncaring, thoroughly obnoxious tourists.
One example springs to mind:
When we were visiting Yellowstone last year I had severely injured my leg, and had difficulty walking even with a cane. Because of my infirmity I deliberately got to Old Faithful well ahead of the next eruption so that I could seat myself comfortably on the very front row of the viewing area. An avid photographer sat next to me and set up his tripod ready for the event. Very near to eruption time some loud-mouthed obnoxious tourists plonked themselves right in front of us (i.e. beyond the allowed seating area), yapping away to one another, taking selfies, blocking the photographer's tripod set-up, generally spoiling the view and the sense of occasion for everyone who had waited so patiently in the designated tourist area. One particularly obnoxious woman started pressing up in front of me, and complained bitterly that I should move my injured leg and cane so that she could wriggle backward and perch herself on the wall. What a total fucking bitch. To hell with her and all other loud-mouthed morons.