Apparently swans hiss.

Down at Lake Balaton there are a multitude of different animals that don't particularly like the company of humans...unless they come baring gifts. The mosquitoes like blood, the spiders like to nest in frizzy hair (which I have), and swans like bread. Obviously. 

We met one down at the music festival today, and he wasn't friendly. 

But he was definitely persistent. 

He also wanted chili, but of course, Peter ate it all without asking. 

Note to all future hissing swans...you catch more bees with honey...

...or you may end up like this...