Obvious Blogpost Title Battle: Pfingstferien vs. Trockenmauer

And so ends my week of relaxation. Or begins, I haven't quite decided.

I suppose it depends on your definition of relaxing because I spent the last week either building a stone wall in a garden hill or trudging a couple kilometers through a muddy cabbage field to get to a hardware store. Stupid cables.

So the Trockenmauer is the result of a garden house sliding down a hill and we dug out the hill and terraced it. But because it's Germany it can't just normal terracing, we had to use natural stones and clay that we physically dug out of the earth to modge it together. That way the lizards and snails have nice cozy little houses to live in. Nice cozy little houses that my sweat and blood paid for.
That's an exaggeration, really, I just got lobster burnt and wearing pants will be an inconvenience for a couple weeks.

The field trudging is another story altogether that has to do with 5.1 surround sound and a home theater system that is making me want to give up visual media.

Nothing like physical labor to stir up memories of home. Ever since I went to college I've actually begun to miss baling hay. College life is a little too little ... toiling. Germany is even less so. Quick someone give me a field full of stones to pick, I'm withering away to nothing!
It was a nice change of pace to be outside all day and coming home with dirt under my fingernails, but now someone's going to need to slam my nose back into the books so I can finish an upcoming portfolio for a class. Because seriously, does my teacher really need a biography of myself AND an index to maneuver my totaled five written essays?

EDIT: To assuage the fears of the child labor law people, I would like to say that I wasn't forced into labor. I even went so far as to go to the mineral baths again. Even under renovations is it awesome.