Can you picture what it would be like if you were out with your family in a certain metropolitan area, being the consummate tourists that you are. You might be walking around with a camera, taking pictures, and eating a picnic lunch when a perfect stranger approaches your family and asks your husband if it would be ok if his friend takes a picture of him with your family?

Before you know it your husband may have agreed to this unusual and rather bizarre proposition and said stranger might be awkwardly inserting himself between yourself and your husband and smiling for the camera while his friend snaps away. And suddenly you and your children have been immortalized on the film (or memory card) of a complete stranger.

You might shake your head and feel a bit confused about just what has happened. You might wonder if you have been mistaken for a local (which is amusing as you clearly do not have the accent of the local people) and the stranger was simply a tourist who wanted a picture with a native of the area.  Or you might wonder if you have just given some dude a picture that will end up in some creepy predator’s collage of pretty children.  

Then you might wish you had been thinking quicker on your feet and said a polite “No thank you!” even though the guy looked normal and nice and was probably just an eager tourist, overcome with photo-snapping hysteria.

Not that it happened to me. But if it had, that’s what I’d be thinking.