A Drive Through Luxembourg

My European vacation with my father last year took us through Luxembourg, a speck of a country on the European continent.

 

I was excited to get to Luxembourg as we we drove across northern France and into Belgium, but wasn’t totally sure why. I had no idea of what there was to do or see there, but was still excited to get there and see it.

 

We paged through an old travel guide my father had in order to get an idea of something that we could stop off at to see or tour, particularly since our time was limited as we needed to continue on to Germany to meet some distant relatives, but really couldn’t find anything.

 

The only thing I really took note of was some sort of driving tour to see seven famous castles.

 

We tried to follow the directions in the book, as well as the street signs, but had very little luck. It seemed that our time spent in Luxembourg would really be nothing more than just a means of getting from point A to B.

 

But then, as we drove through a small town, my father spotted this tree growing on the side of a building and pointed out how cool it was and said that I should take a picture.

 

I was sick of hearing what I should take a picture of by this point since we had been traveling together for a strong week and his camera broke on the first day. But, since I was the only one with a camera, I told him that I’d take a picture of it if he wanted to turn around and go back to it.

 

A moment later I found myself in front of this tree that was tied down to the side of a house so its branches could be prevented from growing out into the road.

 

I didn’t think much of it at first as I snapped a few photos, but once I got home and printed some pictures I realized how much I liked looking at the photo and the memories it brought back from our trip. It’s just one photo, but it reminds me of so many great times we had together across the pond.

 

Unfortunately, in terms of Luxembourg, we couldn’t find a nice place, with accessible parking, easily enough in the city, so we kept going to Trier, Germany, where we decided to spend the night instead enjoying some beer and schnitzel.

 

I’ll always remember this one moment in Luxembourg though, and would very much like to go back and see more of the country, just like Belgium.