The construction of our rock wall was an effort only slightly bested by the Ming Dynasty's so-called "Great" Wall. Seriously. What a pain. The permitting process alone was enough for us to consider moving away from the third-world bureaucracy that is Honolulu City and County. If you don't know somebody on the inside...good luck. And then there was the Tongan mafia. We went through 11 "contractors" before finally going Samoan. But. It's done. Well, almost. We still need another load of dirt/fill. Then we can finally begin landscaping and hopefully stop Pearce from nagging us each day about getting him some grass and a trampoline.
Phase one. The foundation. This is the wall in our backyard.
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