An unfortunately dreary day in Luxembourg

I moved on to see yet another friend, Christine, this time in Trier, Germany. While she was studying for exams, I decided to spend the day in the tiny country of Luxembourg, which was only 40 minutes away.

Being one of those people who prefers winter over summer, I generally refuse to admit that any experience has been hampered by winter weather. Yet some of Luxembourg's charm was probably lost on me. The old town seemed as if a spell had been cast over it, snap freezing everything including its inhabitants (of which I saw almost none). I was thankful at any chance to be inside and the first place I stumbled upon was the Museum of the History of Luxembourg, which was begrudgingly not in English. I understood probably about half of what was written through my limited French, but at least it was nice to escape the cold.

I was, however, able to appreciate the winter fairytale created by Luxembourg's natural surroundings. As I walked along the city's famous promendae, Chemin de la Corniche, I was particularly fascinated by the trees. The branches were completely covered in snow and look as if they have been scuplted from crystalised or frosted sugar (see photo).

I finally found people when I went back to the main shopping district during the lunch hour. I was determined to eat a good lunch and had decided on a Japanese-inspired place recommended in Lonely Planet. The restaurant, Upstairs (named for obvious reasons), was a trendy sanctuary. I made the most of the lunch deal (plat du jour), which included soup and a huge bento box full of chicken, vegetables and pasta. I couldn't even finish it.

In the afternoon I visited the Museum of Natural History and Art (not so great, but the mosaic from the Gallo-Roman period was worth seeing), the Bock Casemates and the Cathedrale Notre Dame. I shopped a little more (I think I've been into H&M in every bloody city I've visited) and finished the day with a damn good chocolate croissant.