In Pursuit of Shalom

I took this yesterday on Seven Mile Beach in Grand Cayman. The chickens strut around like they own the place and no one pays them any mind. I’m sitting eating chicken wings and got uncomfortable when one stood and stared at me for longer than usual. Why are there chickens on the beach? Not just on the beach but EVERYWHERE! Outside my window waking me up at weird hours, outside the grocery store, even standing around outside KFC (I’m not kidding, it is awfully bold of them). The thing that boggles the mind is that no one thinks it is strange. People are so used to seeing them that it…