Das Land des Luxes

Back in December, we went to Luxembourg for two days, or one night… well, two days and one night. Me and Rob went by car via the Pfalz region and stupidly narrow road through small villages, squeezing passed lorries using these lanes, and then into the small principality, through its many tunnels, which tell you that you have left the tunnel on the other side… in case you hadn’t noticed the blinding light once you leave. The fuel here is also cheap. It was averaging about 84 cents for a litre of Diesel! It was good! We decided this would be a good place to fill up on the way back to Britain.

We eventually arrived at Luxembourg City, which happens to be the capital of Luxembourg. We were to meet Laura C, Laura H and Emma at the train station, which wasn’t too difficult to find. But as soon as we got there, Emma and her significant other had to ditch us for some birthday party back in Deutschland.

It was already dark once we got there, so we weren’t going to wander about just then. We decided to dump our kit off at the youth hostel first… which the Lauras thought that we wouldn’t be able to find it by car. However, due to Rob’s navigational skills and my city driving skills, we managed to get there without a problem. Much to the impressiveness to Laura and Laura!

The hostel was really nice, and at 20 Euros per night, it was nicely priced. This also included breakfast. We got to our room; to find that some other random person was staying. He wasn’t there at the time, but his stuff was. We were anxious as to who this person was… was he an old man who’d snore and fart all night? Was he going to stumble in at stupid o’clock pissed out of his mind? Was he going to sleepwalk and jump in one of our beds? We’d soon find out.

Later on, we went for a wander about the City. Of what we saw, it was a really picturesque place, with valleys and old buildings and ‘special night life’ streets. We went on to find a bar, which proved more difficult than first thought. The ones we saw were more like clubs, or full of dodgy people. But we eventually got this place, which seemed alright. They sold Glühwein, too. But there was some crazy dancing going on in the back of the bar, it was more like a rave there. We moved on to another bar, but we were all too tired to stay out too long, unfortunately.

However, I must mention Laura H’s gloves. They were awesome! Slightly too small for my hands, but they were comfy and leatherous. I think I should get a pair, though bigger and not to à la femme.

We got back to the hostel and found out the guy who was in the room. I think we woke him up as we got in, and Laura C’s laughing fit may have contributed, too. But during the night, I couldn’t sleep, so I went out at 6 the next morning and took a few early morning photos of the older part of town, which proved to be very cold! Nice, but cold.

I got back to the hostel in time for Frühsück, which wasn’t bad, just the normal stuff, like bread and cheese and tea and such. And we got back to the room to get ready to go, and the guy was there. He may have been French, but Laura H tried to talk to him in a number of languages, including English, French and German. He may have been Bosnian…