The early mornings and late nights were quiet. Not a single drone would leave the mega-hive before all of them did. They came out during the day. Unified in collective intent, the diurnal tourist swarm would buzz through the sweet alleyways to conquer, all of them hungry for the same nectar, sucking on sights, souvenirs, and set menus. One day, two days, then they were full. Maybe the next cruise ship would dock in Kotor the same day, or the day after.
"Of course, like with all needless and senseless consumption, the cheap cruise tickets came at a price."