when you ride a train through rural germany you might look out the window and think, awww, those poor people, probably immigrants live in teeny tiny houses near the train tracks.
they are allotement gardens, like community gardens. and germans, being the cute kitchy people that they are turn their little sheds into miniature retreats with lawn gnomes and wind chimes and windmills that they can escape to and drink beer and maybe watch the football game and not get bothered by their Frau.
the best part though, is that on a sunny day, the old, fat unusually wrinkled and tan ones garden in their underwear.
wish my train weren't going so fast or i'd snap a pic!