That time of the month..

With slightly sore heads we did eventually get to Luxembourg. The prospect of cheap diesel on the horizon meant that we didn’t fill in Germany. A decision we regretted when the fuel warning light and alarm went off whilst we were stuck on the motorway. This has happened a few times now so we’re clearly not learning our lesson. After much scrambling on our sat nav we found a shell garage.. Note to self, stop doing this please, its not worth the head bend.

Not long after dicing with pushing the van up the hard shoulder, we arrived at our home for the next couple of nights to be greeted by closed barriers and a small queue. It seems the Luxembourgions (I’ve clearly made that up) like the French, have a 2 hour lunch from 12 to 2pm. As it was 1pm, we had an hour to wait. During this time the queue grew even bigger with a snake of motorhomes and caravans trailing up the entrance road. First come first served we thought, until we spotted a lady from further back in the queue walking towards the reception at around 1.50pm. Oh oh.. She was then followed by more people from the rear end. The bloody cheek of it!! Having waited an hour in line I wasn’t gonna stand for such antics, so I had little choice than to join in. As the doors opened to the office, I made my feelings clear and walked to the front. To make it worse, the woman that started all this was bloody English! Tempers flared a little and you could see this kicking off with the wrong mix of people. She should have known better. Orderly queuing is built in to our DNA. Such stress at check-in time is easily prevented with a staggered lunch rota. We’ll be suggesting this on our feedback forms to le manager. šŸ˜‹

Day 1 in camp was spent doing some well needed chores. Mainly washing and drying our clothes. It’s the first time we’ve really had a chance since we got back on the road. It was getting to the stage where I would soon be wearing Sarah’s clothes (she has plenty) so it was well timed. As always, the easy part is the washing. It’s the drying that’s a challenge. Not to fear, our awning and rachet strap came in to play for a double line. Lucky for us, the sun shone for most of the day and we decided to just chill as everything dried. The footy was on and we had a few drinks in the fridge, it was just like being at home!!

The next day we had planned a trip in to the City. A plan scuppered when I woke up with quite intense stomach pains. Not that I’m at all dramatic or a hypochondriac but I thought my appendix were about to pop. With the sun shining again it was a real waste of a day to be in the van, but the pains continued almost all day. In fairness, Nurse Merrill did a great job of looking after me and even made me a hot water bottle. She was convinced it was period pains and I was too weak to tell her to p*ss off!!

The next day my period pains had passed, so we headed in to see what Luxembourg had to offer. The bus stopped on the main road near us and only cost ā‚¬4 each for a day ticket, Bargain!! We hopped off of the bus and started wandering, eventually spotting a couple of city centre helpers armed with maps and walking tour advice. The tour that was suggested took us through the old part of the City and was roughly 5km long, winding up and down the steps and alleyways.

Even with it starting to drizzle, we really enjoyed the walk. Its a City built on two levels which you can see in some of the pictures. The views from the bridges and high points were stunning. It’s such an interesting place. One part is a finance and banking centre with the medieval part sat at the side of it.

We had posted in our previous blog that Luxembourg was the 3rd richest country in the world. Its actually the second, apparently, only trumped by Qatar. I’m not 100% sure how its calculated but guess its on a countries total Gdp (monies generated) divided by its population. As there are only 600,000 people that live in the country, the vast sums of cash it generates is divided by a relatively small number of people, especially compared to the UK for example. Attractive corporate tax rates draw large corporate and financial institutions here which creates a lot of revenue and jobs. Let’s hope we do the same after Brexit!!

With the walking tour complete, we headed to the supermarket for a few supplies and jumped back on the bus towards the camp. We really did enjoy Luxembourg and would definitely recommend it as a weekend destination. I’m not sure there’s enough to do for a longer stay than that to be honest, not for us anyway. Although there does seem to be lots of lovely looking restaurants and bars dotted around.. If you like that kind of thing šŸ˜

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