Any idea how long you plan to stay in Luxemburg?
I booked a week at the hotel here. I'm not certain yet what I'll be doing after that. I deliberately didn't book any return flight home. Nor do I know how long I'll be away for. There's no point trying to test your independence and freedom of travel if you dictate to yourself from the outset when you're going home, even before you've even seen or experienced a place.
Why did you choose to visit Luxemburg?
I found this place interesting even as a child, maybe because I thought it was a uniquely different mysterious country. Plus, when I moved to Brighton it became only a very short hop to get here. And when I won my money back in that legal case with my former landlord and the whole saga finally ended, I thought to myself - time to go on a break. Then I remembered Luxembourg, and I said to myself - what the hell - why not?
You also have plans to visit other countries?
I'm considering a few day-trips by train - I'm right next to the railway station here (by the way - I'm glad to see they still have a good variety of the old-style diesel engines and coaches here - so much more interesting to look at - not like the carbon-copy identikit light rail-bus style nonsense in U.K.

) where was I? Yeah day-trips.
Only about 45 mins/1 hour takes you to Metz in France or Trier in Germany. My brochure on the 'Greater Region' mentions things to do and see in the surrounding regions over the border: Lorraine (France), Wallonia (Belgium), Rheinland-Pfalz (Germany) and Saarland (Germany).
Trouble is, if you land yourself at an anonymous railway station, you'd have to have a good idea exactly what you wanted to do AND be able to find it immediately and walk there AND not get lost (which is VERY easy to do in a maze of French-style streets) AND have to be on a time constraint to get back to the station quickly. I'm not sure if I'll do any of it.
Also - they don't do coach tours out of here.

I was hoping for a bus excursion into the countryside but the man at the tourist office said there wasn't the demand. The only way I'd ever properly see the country was either cycling or by car. Normally I'd love to drive around and explore. But NO WAY would I even attempt to drive a hired car amongst the traffic I've seen here.

It's a chaotic free-for-all.

AND on the wrong side of the road AND with their wierd style of junctions and exits? Forget it.
It's very French-style with patisseries and brasseries and bistros. Some of them are very quaint. They're awfully fond of their filled baguettes aren't they?

I see them everywhere. There's a lot of cheeses and hams for selection, and pastries of all sorts.
Breakfast is of course continental and even though I love a large British fry-up I'm sure this kind of thing is MUCH more healthier for you. It's a very large buffet-style selection and you take what you want. There's yoghurts, cereals, fruits, croissants, various breads, pastries, sliced cold meats, cheeses, preserves, all with fresh coffee.
In every European country except the U.K. they have this really nice habit of sitting out and taking your time talking in cafes and in tables on the streets or in squares. At lunchtime yesterday in a wide street along the block, there were HUNDREDS being served in a large row of outdoor seating for several cafes. I think I'll go there later today for a snack. It's very communal and friendly. Puts us Brits to shame.
Have you ever been to Liechtenstein? To the eastern part of Germany? How about Kaliningrad?
How about the Italian sector in Switzerland?
Never been to any of those places.
Or what about.....the northern coast of Scotland? Or the Isles of Eileon Mor? (A mystery occurred there.)
The mystery of the Flannan Isles! Of course I know it, considering that I lived on the large island nearest to them all my life up to age 34! (You did read the thread where I said where I was from, right? If you didn't, then it's a remarkable coincidence)
People know it as the Flannan Isles rather than Eilean Mor (which is Gaelic for 'large island'). The tale is like our own Scottish version of the 'Marie Celeste'....
It was a lonely uninhabited rock with a lighthouse, and in the early 1900s, they lost contact with the three men stationed there. Upon arriving at the lighthouse they found it deserted and the three men had vanished. Everything was in working order, everything was undamaged, and there was a meal set at the table. Nor was there any traces or evidence of them outside. The men had just disappeared. They wrote a poem about it or something.
Wonder if he's been to Eileon Mor? Betcha he hasn't.
No-one lives on any of the Flannan Isles, so no-one goes there. The same with many of these tiny islands and archipelagos dotted all around that region. The only people who would ever go out and land there would be the occasional fishermen.
