So, there we were; my family was walking with a gentle stroll through Downtown Disney in Orlando. We were headed down to check out one of the newer dinner attractions, T-Rex, before heading back to our favorite spot for a quick quality meal at Earl of Sandwich, when a wet flutter flapped down onto my head. Unsure of the commotion happening above me, I quickly dropped and began swinging my hands up at the winged intruder of my personal space. The seagull left as quickly as it came, rising above the crowd and looking for another place to get a snack or to rest. A gentleman added that something similar happened to him just the day before. I smiled at the event, and we continued on our trek. The family was quite entertained as we made the rest of our way below a sky filled with additional dive bombers.