"Look, land! Let's get out of this mud and wet grass and go someplace warm, where they have food."
fun fact of no importance whatsoever: since the surroundings weren't much, I toured that one park around the Opera building about a hundred times during the two days. And there were no flowers, only towering bushes of wild weeds... The one patch of grass that had roses was guarded and I did not get permission to take photos. I am not a rhino, I will not eat or trample or steal the soul of your rose bushes, for the love of all that is holly, don't be so paranoid, ppl.