Luxembourg City
Five minutes after hoping of the train in Luxembourg, I walked into a small cafe to order a crossiant. Upon asking the host if he spoke English, he told me he spoke English, French, German, Spanish, and every other language spoken in Europe. His Spanish checked out and as I walked across the ancient bridge into the fortress that is the city of Luxembourg, I was astonished by how radically different a place it is. My tour book simply said there were some walls and the people enjoyed high end fashion, both of which are true, but it failed to mention that the city served as an almost impenetrable holdout for whichever country was fortunate enough to occupy it. The most immediate feature are the walls built into the cliff, rendering a scaling attack utterly useless.
I was so excited to see Europe I arrived early to catch the sunrise.
There is definitely something magical about European bread. For basically pocket change I got a bagful of pastries to hold me over until dinner.
Bock
Notre Dame
We ate at a wonderful soup cafe, recommended to us by the locals.
The gateway to the Grand Palace of the Dukes, which was protected around the clock by an armed guard.
Architectural influences from all different cultures can be seen across the city. Here a spanish arch leads to the river.
This bridge was the last piece to cross upon entering the fort.
Making the hike through the woods to the Modern Art and History Museums.
Modern Art Musuem
Who can’t resist a snowball fight outside the history museum.
History Musuem
In case you don’t like stairs, this outdoor elevator provides a wonderful view of the city.
Dinner at a German restaurant after a long day of uphills and downhills.
Nothing says European like the sun rising over a glimmering field.
American Cemetery and Memorial
The infamous Patton wished to be buried with his men.
Luxembourgers cherish public places such as this creatively themed playground.