Written Sunday, October 02, 2011 (evening)
I went to Luxembourg today. I didn’t even have to get up early or plan ahead or any of those things that you would think you’d have to do if you were going to another country. That’s probably because Luxembourg is about 30 minutes away. Maybe more. I wasn’t really counting. I was busy looking at the countryside, watching the cows and looking for the sign for the border.
Apparently the place to go in Luxembourg is Luxembourg City. Sorry to tell you we weren’t there, but rather a city on the border called Esch-sur-Alzette. The Roommate, who’s German, told me that they go there to see concerts. We went there for cheaper gas. Hmmm. You do what you gotta do I guess.
Unlike the French, the Luxembourgers (I have no idea if that’s what they’re really called) occasionally will open their stores on Sundays. It was nice to walk through the pedestrian zone and see that the few open stores were mostly cafes and ice cream shops with families sitting at them. Roomie and I sat on the terrace of one of the cafes and enjoyed a Bofferding, a common Luxembourg beer.
Tomorrow is an early morning where Roomie and I will turn on our road warrior faces and make our way almost an hour drive to Nancy for an orientation. I’ll be interested to go, since it will be the first time we get to meet anyone else in the program (save for the one person I met up with in Paris earlier this week).
I went to Luxembourg today. I didn’t even have to get up early or plan ahead or any of those things that you would think you’d have to do if you were going to another country. That’s probably because Luxembourg is about 30 minutes away. Maybe more. I wasn’t really counting. I was busy looking at the countryside, watching the cows and looking for the sign for the border.
Apparently the place to go in Luxembourg is Luxembourg City. Sorry to tell you we weren’t there, but rather a city on the border called Esch-sur-Alzette. The Roommate, who’s German, told me that they go there to see concerts. We went there for cheaper gas. Hmmm. You do what you gotta do I guess.
Unlike the French, the Luxembourgers (I have no idea if that’s what they’re really called) occasionally will open their stores on Sundays. It was nice to walk through the pedestrian zone and see that the few open stores were mostly cafes and ice cream shops with families sitting at them. Roomie and I sat on the terrace of one of the cafes and enjoyed a Bofferding, a common Luxembourg beer.
Tomorrow is an early morning where Roomie and I will turn on our road warrior faces and make our way almost an hour drive to Nancy for an orientation. I’ll be interested to go, since it will be the first time we get to meet anyone else in the program (save for the one person I met up with in Paris earlier this week).
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