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- Free parking
- Pets allowed
- Continental Breakfast
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... way but mostly by the road. This wasn't a problem as there were not many cars around. The river is from a large lake formed by a hydro dam that supplies the majority of the countries water. We wandered into the Outdoor Art Gallery at Lultzehausen, which is six large carved stone sculptures, each unique, set in the woods and fields.
Matty hung with his dad for the day... and loved it.
... off and took some pictures. The town below looked quaint and we were pleased with our decision to come here.
-Viaden did not disappoint. We got checked in and got some pizza and fuel and went out for a stroll. We found a path up the hillside that followed old castle fortifications and offered great views of the castle across the valley and the town below. It was stunning.
... heading back to the town for lunch. Over the years, many foreigners have settled in the country, drawn first by the riches of the steel industry and later the financial services boom. The end result is that over a third of Luxembourg's population are of foreign origin, with the Portuguese community forming the largest minority group. This ethnic mix was clear to see at the restaurant we had lunch - we might as well have been somewhere on ...
... city...so charming...we just loved it. Where Maria & Mark live, which is about 10 mins drive from the city centre is just a gorgeous estate too)
We stopped at an Irish Pub for a quick drink (well, after all, is was St Patricks Day and i was with my Irish cousin...where else would we go :) ) and lunch right down in the middle of the Luxembourg City valley. Then after seeing a couple of museums and churches we walked back to the car. Mark then drove us to the ...
Each of the last two mornings have started with a run through the quiet streets of Vianden, winding up the hill towards the castle that peeks through the morning mist. I pass bakeries starting their day's work while pouring out sinfully desirable aromas that drift through the tiny roads. I run behind old fortress walls and around the ancient towers that still stand. I run through the overgrown pathways behind the hillside houses. (You know, those paths ...