Paris to Luxembourg:
After meeting the Thurman it was straight back on the road again…..via Gecko bar and their bubbly Mojito’s…a mojito made with champagne but actually a great mix. Given the bank holiday in the UK our initial B-line to Amsterdam was postponed and we headed for Luxembourg. Leading up to going a friend of Rod’s described it as being “green”…and it was.
Luxembourg is a belle ville located in the shadow of the surrounding mountains. Within the midst was the old town which was in many ways ironic, a point I will get to. Trees were everywhere and the light rainfall gave the place a wonderful old-school feel. (at least the bloody rain was good for something!!).
After checking into our ultra-modern and fairly new hostel, we dumped our bags. Upon arrival to our room, we were assaulted with the smell of tinned tuna.
Tips for young players:
Tinned tuna is like a dim sim. I may taste good but it smells worse than shit to everyone else around you not eating the same!!!!!
Next it was off to explore the city, meet some locals and get “Luxembourged”. As we wandered the cobble-stoned streets of the town, admiring the view from the many vantage points, we quickly noticed that, for 2 pm Friday, there were not a lot of locals..only tourists. Given that it was not a public holiday and not Paris than where the bloody hell where they? As we entered a quaint restaurant we realised same important things:
1. there are no young people in Luxembourg;
2. all of the remaining locals must be in bed; because
3. the average age of people who live in Luxembourg is >65 y.o.
so, this was where people go to die when they live in Europe!!
As the couples sat, dressed in the “old person” attire (i.e. old suits, ties, coats and hats with women dressed in old scarfs and dresses), drinking their beer and white wine we felt ourselves aging quicker than time thought normal. After a very reasonably priced, and certainly hearty, meal we left to almost get mown down by a dear old lass and her 4 wheeled frame….say no more really.
Nonetheless a beautiful city and one of three small countries down!!!!
Luxembourg is a belle ville located in the shadow of the surrounding mountains. Within the midst was the old town which was in many ways ironic, a point I will get to. Trees were everywhere and the light rainfall gave the place a wonderful old-school feel. (at least the bloody rain was good for something!!).
After checking into our ultra-modern and fairly new hostel, we dumped our bags. Upon arrival to our room, we were assaulted with the smell of tinned tuna.
Tips for young players:
Tinned tuna is like a dim sim. I may taste good but it smells worse than shit to everyone else around you not eating the same!!!!!
Next it was off to explore the city, meet some locals and get “Luxembourged”. As we wandered the cobble-stoned streets of the town, admiring the view from the many vantage points, we quickly noticed that, for 2 pm Friday, there were not a lot of locals..only tourists. Given that it was not a public holiday and not Paris than where the bloody hell where they? As we entered a quaint restaurant we realised same important things:
1. there are no young people in Luxembourg;
2. all of the remaining locals must be in bed; because
3. the average age of people who live in Luxembourg is >65 y.o.
so, this was where people go to die when they live in Europe!!
As the couples sat, dressed in the “old person” attire (i.e. old suits, ties, coats and hats with women dressed in old scarfs and dresses), drinking their beer and white wine we felt ourselves aging quicker than time thought normal. After a very reasonably priced, and certainly hearty, meal we left to almost get mown down by a dear old lass and her 4 wheeled frame….say no more really.
Nonetheless a beautiful city and one of three small countries down!!!!
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