Luxembourg
A trip to Luxembourg was offered as a gift, and since we were not in Luxembourg from all the Benelux, the gift was accepted. The guide met us at the monument to the memory of the fallen with the Golden Woman on top. A small digression into the history of the duchy and we slowly go to see the capital of the duchy. A sightseeing train with tourists rustled past. He takes you to the Petrusse Valley. The Adolf Bridge looks very sympathetic over the parks of the valley. Inspection of the Cathedral Church of Our Lady. A small building of the Hotel de Ville, the town hall, a statue of William II, and the Grand Duchess Charlotte. This is followed by a long promenade along the Boulevard on the ledge. These are residential buildings on the site of the ruined fortress. Very beautiful houses, but the view of the valley below is also mesmerizing. The Church of John the Baptist, well-groomed plots of land are very clearly visible. They are rented out to gardeners. The ruins are visible on the site of the ancient fortress Bok. After admiring the views, through the narrow streets we return to the center. I do not want to go to the part of the city with new buildings and business centers. The guide politely says goodbye to us and we calmly wander through the streets. On the most beloved square of the townspeople, the Square of Arms, we sit down in a cafe. Both French and English are understood. And at the same time we are talking with the satellite and on that and on that, the waiter smiles. Excellent local Remish wine (they say so, but I always thought Remix), a two-course lunch and a total dessert comes out to 43 euros. Then we walked through the shops, souvenirs, a bottle of wine, liquor. Time moved to 18.00 and the streets and cafes began to fill up very quickly with people. The working day is over, and everything is strict with them. Resting. And then a little surprise, like greetings from Paris, Ladure shop and cafe. Well, if you pass by. In general, clean, beautiful and expensive. Already passing through one of the bridges, of which the guide said there were only 95, I caught myself thinking that all three Benelux countries are very different. Obviously, Luxembourg is not Brussels and not my beloved Amsterdam.
