Well, I have a new favourite bird at the centre. Swift terns may be my favourite species, but my favourite bird for the day is a juvenile Hartlaub's Gull 314. With pristine new feathers and dark button eyes, this bird is really pretty as far as gulls go. In gull speak I'd imagine it's got a really fancy name, like Georg or Victoria.
Even so, it's kind of weird to get attached to a gull. They're so common and so average in size, they hardly command the excitement of the penguins. I, on the other hand, love them. I think it's the fact that gulls fit in my tiny hands and don't require combat mode every time I pick them up that makes them lovely. And I enjoy squeezing the tube past their tiny air holes like threading a needle, trying to do it in such a way that they don't freak out and vomit. It requires mental discipline more than physical, and that's right up my alley.