Luxemburg [Nutshell]
Just finding the hostel in Luxemburg was a bit crazy. Thankfully I wasn’t driving. The hostel itself was pretty nice, and at 19 euros a night I can’t complain. It’s one of the cheaper places I’ve stayed. The only thing was that the showers had no shower curtain. The showers are like two stalls, the first one to get dressed in and the next to actually shower in. Generally there is a curtain between the two, but not here. This meant that I needed to shield my dry clothes so I could wear them and when you stepped out of the shower it was literally into a pool of water on the floor. Try putting on jeans without ever letting them touch the floor. I still haven’t mastered that art.
The part of the city that I found myself in was absolutely gorgeous. The city buildings were built into the walls and hills of a castle. Imagine that you’re walking down the cobble-stone street and to your left is a mossy turret with crumbling rocks on one side. On the other side is a Lacoste store with Prada across the street. You walk another 15 feet and turn the corner only to see a small stone bridge. As you cross the river the far bank is actually a pumpkin patch with sunflowers.
I don’t think it would be possible to not appreciate the beauty of Luxemburg City. I didn’t really do anything crazy here. It was a good time to read a few books and put my feet up. Besides, I needed to save my energy for Brussels.
As I arrived to my hostel from car I wasn’t exactly sure how to find the train station. Who am I kidding, I had no idea how to get there or what it even looked like. When I asked the front desk he simply waved his hand and replied “Go to the bus stop”. Great, which one? He eventually answered enough of my questions that I figured out I needed to take bus 9 into the city. I planned ahead and hunted down a bus stop with the bus 9 route that was near my hostel. I hopped on the bus the morning that I was leaving and took a seat. I had no idea how far to go but I kept my eyes peeled. Train stations are usually pretty obvious. They have these giant long cars on tracks and lots of people. Sadly, I didn’t see it and we came to the end of the line. Worst case scenario I could get a taxi but there is a train from Luxemburg to Brussels every hour so I wasn’t too worried. Getting off the bus actually proved to be an issue as I didn’t know where the button to open the door was located. After about 15 seconds I found the inconspicuous white button which was actually behind me and accomplished that otherwise simple task.
It turns out that I was actually at the train station, only the trains were underground. I was pretty excited that I wouldn’t need to toss any money down the hole with another bus ticket or a taxi.
Next stop: Brussels. I need a beer.
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