The overcrowding I've adjusted to...it's mourning the loss of those idyllic evening strolls on the beach where I could just enjoy the sights and sounds of nature instead of watching out for the person-eating-holes-to-China, weaving in and out of the overnight Gypsy camps; and stooping over every-other-step to pick up trash. (Yeah, at one time it didn't used to be that way--even with plenty of visitors.)
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I certainly understand Shelly. I was here as a child in the 60's when there was nothiing around. In the 70's I was saying "look at all those Gypsies that are coming here now". Well those 70 Gypsies and now calling themselves natives.