Back in early December I went off to Luxembourg with Ian. He worked there for 3 years and this was our trade off for me taking him to Moscow. He and 2 of his good friends from there showed me an all around great weekend. And though they call it Suxembourg, I loved it.
Everywhere you look, it looks like you've entered into a fairy tale. There are castles on hill tops:
By castles, I of course mean banks. (Really, every time I asked, "Wow, what's that?" The answer was always, "A bank." and never "That's where Rapunzel/Cinderella/Sleeping Beauty live." Tragic, I tell you.) For this is a town/country built on managing other people's money.
It's a town where you can walk everywhere, even if it was perilous due to the ice:
(that's Carmen, my hostess with the mostest)
There was also random, funky art. Like the blue lady:
There were also Christmas markets with hot wine and cookies:
And that weekend was the international festival, where we each bought a bottle of Canadian Maple Whiskey:
It was an awesome weekend. And I don't care what they say, I love Suxembourg.