Sooo... our plans got a little screwy at this point in the trip. We had PLANNED to probably do Copenhagen for a few days before heading to Amsterdam for another few days. But then we bought cuckoo clocks instead... lol. So, two expensive cities in a row didn't seem like a sound plan. Amsterdam is almost as expensive as Paris, and Copenhagen was going to be even more than that. So we skipped Copenhagen. Now where to go... I busted out my guide book to look up what was between Amsterdam and Belgium. ...Luxembourg... hmmmm... So I scanned the very small section on this lil country and came across Clervaux... it has a monastery with chanting Gregorian monks. lol, NO WAY. Chris... for years now... has told me that one day, before he dies, he has to come across Gregorian monks and listen to them chant. Except they tend to keep to themselves
. And we had no idea how this was ever going to happen, since we had no idea where these guys liked to hide. And lo and behold, it just happened to be in the guide book all along. There aren't any hostels in Clervaux... just five expensive hotels (over 100euro/night!)... and a CAMPGROUND! Woot! CAMPING!!! Of course we don't have any camping gear... but if it came down to it, we probably could have bought a tent and roughed it and still be cheaper than the average cost of two nights in a hostel. Anyway, it obviously didn't come to that. The campground rents out a tiny lil shack they call a chalet... small... but it was heaven compared to sharing a dorm room with 10 smelly people! Not only that, but it had a KITCHEN... and by kitchen I mean stove and a two burner hot plate.. and a hot water boiler. lol. But we could COOK!!!! And AND, there was a tiny TV with ONE ENGLISH CHANNEL!!!! CNN for the freakin WIN!!! We hit the jackpot on this place. It TOO costed less than the average hostel per night, and even though they only rent it out for four nights at a time... they were willing to make an exception for us. Brilliant. =)
So.. we did nothing. After partying in Prague and THEN Amsterdam, it was glorious to be a lazy piece of crap for two days. Our lil chalet had a couch that turned into a double bed. The weather was gloomy, if not raining, so we just read, drank wine/beer, watched the same headlines on CNN over and over (periodically we could switch to MTV and watch music videos..
. MTV itself was in German, but they play mostly American music in Europe... so we listened to that until we got sick of Snoop Dogg's "I Want to Make You Sweat" and Rihanna's annoying ass music.. gag. If I hear that stupid song by her one more time I'm willing to shoot myself. Every damned store in every freakin city in Europe plays her stupid "S&M" song!).
The next morning we did go up and see the monks. lol, pretty much the only effort we made to do anything in this tiny lil town. They live in their stone monastery on top of a steep ass forested hill. So we hiked up there at 10am to sit in on one of their daily morning services. It's almost exactly like a Catholic service... except MUCH COOLER. First of all, they're all in monk robes- brown, white, white/red. And secondly, they chant almost they ENTIRE time. Sometimes as a group, sometimes back and forth to each other. It was fascinating to watch and listen to. I always imagined something like this would be done in a dark, stone, unadorned building... smoky from incense. Nope, this place was still pretty stark compared to cathedrals, but the walls were bright white. There was the incense, though... Anyway, definitely the coolest religious service I've ever seen. Chris' dream came true.
Other than that...
. it took all of five minutes to walk through the entire town. With nothing left to do... we bought groceries and read our books. That's what we did most of the time- read. It was so nice and relaxing, though. =) Our first night we cooked pasta, but our second night was the best home-cooked meal we've made the entire trip (not counting Nicole's homemade cooking back in Ireland). Chris has been craving his mommy's homemade chorizo-potato-egg burritos for awhile now. Just can't seem to shake that burrito craving... And when we were in the grocery store he noticed something resembling chorizo... Not exactly like the stuff at home, but close enough. We had potatoes and eggs on hand. The only thing missing were Mexican tortillas... and Europe has a fairly short supply of Mexicans, so we were pretty screwed on the tortillas. =( So, browsing through another grocery store (ok... when I say grocery store... I mean 7-11 style grocery stores, lol), I saw a package of plain crepes. So, it's not a tortilla... but you can WRAP things in it! Chris was game (amazing, since he can actually be quite picky at times.. something I didn't realize til this trip, lol). We went back to the chalet... read some more... I was at the end of my book and unwilling to put it down anytime in the near future. So, Chris cooked me dinner! ...I put a pot of water on the burner to boil- I did DO something. Ya know what? Those damned crepe burritos were effing amazing. They were slightly sweet, which totally balanced out the hearty mixture wonderfully. I stuffed my face. =) Chris still doesn't have his craving satisfied. It's just not like his momma's. Oh well.
Yup.. and uh... we read some more. That was our two days in Clervaux. =)