Poolside peace at a Tenerife resort shattered when a woman in crimson and black shorts stormed across the tiles, finger jabbing, voice rising. Her accusation: the loungers now occupied by smiling strangers were hers, claimed at dawn by a carefully draped towel.
Cameras rolled as she pivoted toward an unsuspecting swimmer, unleashing a tirade that ricocheted off palm trees and water. The scene is the latest episode in the global saga of sunbed wars, where deck-chair demand dwarfs supply and towels become territorial flags.
Travel forums are littered with tales of 5 a.m. alarm clocks and sprint races to secure front-row rays. A recent survey crowned West Midlands tourists the boldest “bed-blockers,” while West Country and Yorkshire residents proudly admit to a mere eight-percent stake in early-morning chair hoarding.
For now, the Tenerife clip serves as a sunny reminder: paradise looks peaceful—until the towels start flying.