Luxembourg. A new country. A new day. A new sticker. A little sticker.
In our quest to get to Germany……Tim was eager to get to Germany…..we stopped for just one night in Luxembourg. Being one of the smallest countries in Europe and only thirty five miles across west to east it wasn’t a big drive. The free aire at Dudelange was ideal as a base to reach Luxembourg City by train. €4 gets you a ‘day’ ticket lasting until 4am the next morning and can be used on the trains and buses.
It was our first experience of a double decker train. Clean and efficient. It was still clean on the way back but not quite as efficient as it was delayed by thirty minutes. But we’re used to that. Waiting for trains was one of Tim’s not so favourite sports before giving up his job last year.
Having arrived to the city in a bit of a grump (no other reason than it was a grey day…………it doesn’t take much for me) Luxembourg soon won me over. Over one third of the surface of the city is made up of beautifully landscaped green spaces.
Its situation is pretty spectacular perched on high cliffs lying above two narrow valleys carved by the rivers Alzette and Pétrusse.
The old town and the fortifications were designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1994. It really is worth a visit.
We picked up two walking trail leaflets from the tourist information which would guide us round the old town, the fortress walls and the best views. However, my Poundland reading glasses were no match for the tiny map on the back of one of the leaflets. Tim took over, scanned the map, gave it back and we did our own walking tour instead.
The old town is pretty compact so fairly easy to navigate and The Grund (lower town) is wedged in between the fortifications so hard to get lost.
Even though the higher old town was heaving with people the lower town, by comparison, was like being in an oasis of calm.
Trees, formal and informal gardens, riverside paths, fortifications and parkland.
I’m presuming that most visitors don’t venture down to the lower town, even though there is a lift, as it was very quiet.
So that was our whirlwind trip to Luxembourg. We may well hop back over the border again as diesel is cheaper there than in Germany or visit Northern Luxembourg on our way back to the UK next year.