from the mundane to the mundane and back again

We’re in Switzerland right now playing the Greenfield festival and it reminded me of when we were in Lucerne Switzerland a few years back. We were staying outside of the city in a quaint hamlet and as is my wont I went for a stroll or a ramble or a stumble (as the English would say) and after about thirty or forty seconds began to tire. So I saw a bench on the side of the road and decided to have a sit. It was really beautiful, rolling hills, picturesque swiss money trees in the background. So I sat down on the bench and leaned back, there was a fence up against it holding back some cows. After a couple of seconds I felt a sharp pain on my back like I’d been bitten by something. I made a half assed attempt to swat whatever it was away and sat back down. Ow! another bite, what the fuck, am I sitting near a hornets nest or something? this happened a few more times and I was thinking that I was about to be attacked by a swarm of angry bees, wasps,or hornets. the key words being “angry” and “swarm”. I got up to look for the invading swarm and as I did I touched the fence and got a shock. I seems the cow fence was electrified, not enough to kill just to embarrass.