I grew up in southern Arizona, where snowbirds flock every winter. (Snowbirds are anyone over the age of 70, who drive down the warmer climes so they don't have to hang out in the cold and wet winters of Norther' Whereverthey'refrom. They all wear shorts to their knees, socks to the knees, sandals, and big floppy hats. And they drive Winnebagos at 20 miles an hour in the fast lane.) I hate snowbirds.
I also live in DC, which gets its own fair share of tourists, who are all highly annoying. They stand at the top of the escalator in the Metro and wonder where to turn, while the rest of of struggle not to fall over them. They try to take pictures of the monuments at night with a flash (*snort*) or of the Washington Monument while looking directly into the sunset (*another snort*).
My husband, though, when he was a student at Harvard, would sit on the steps of the library and try to study, while tourists took pictures of him. I swear, if he'd charged for the privelege, he'd have earned enough to pay for his grad degree.
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I grew up in southern Arizona, where snowbirds flock every winter. (Snowbirds are anyone over the age of 70, who drive down the warmer climes so they don't have to hang out in the cold and wet winters of Norther' Whereverthey'refrom. They all wear shorts to their knees, socks to the knees, sandals, and big floppy hats. And they drive Winnebagos at 20 miles an hour in the fast lane.) I hate snowbirds.
I also live in DC, which gets its own fair share of tourists, who are all highly annoying. They stand at the top of the escalator in the Metro and wonder where to turn, while the rest of of struggle not to fall over them. They try to take pictures of the monuments at night with a flash (*snort*) or of the Washington Monument while looking directly into the sunset (*another snort*).
My husband, though, when he was a student at Harvard, would sit on the steps of the library and try to study, while tourists took pictures of him. I swear, if he'd charged for the privelege, he'd have earned enough to pay for his grad degree.
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I was in Cambridge almost a decade ago, as a traveller. I understand your frustration.
Does the fact that summer break's approaching comfort you?
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