The City of Luxembourg...or, where all the rich people hide...

After a cosy night in our wooden hut, we had a slow morning, taking a long shower (on a camping site, so it wasn't necessarily luxurious, but nice enough) and had breakfast in our little hut, as it is growing colder despite the lovely weather. We were actually sorry to leave La Pinede, as we were able to combine our needs: my man could play camping, cook with his gas cooker and eat outside and I had a decent bed to sleep in in safe surroundings without the prospect of a nasty farmer knocking me out of bed because our car was inching into his precious field. 
Around eleven, we checked out and headed to the City of Luxembourg in the south of the country; however, we managed to totally lose our path despite the navigation system due to a funny (well, it's funny NOW) incident with the satnav. I don't know how this could happen, but while typing in our parking lot in Luxembourg City, accidentally my man or I must have chosen Luxembourg as a stopover. If you are interested, The Duchy of Luxembourg as such apparently is located somewhere in the middle of nothing, quite far away from the actual city and when the satnav announced we were merely minutes away from our destination and we were still surrounded by happily grazing cows and the odd farmhouse on either side, we grew a little nervous and I checked the satnav once more, discovering our little mistake. Slightly unnerved my man turned around and we went in the opposite direction, losing about fifteen minutes in the time. 
Eventually, however, we arrived there and from what we saw outside was by far more promising than Lüttich. We parked at the Glacis Square, a bit outside the city and I would highly recommend parking there, as it is quite cheap and only about ten minutes by foot from the Haute Ville, the upper city in which you will find a myriad of high end shops, cafes and cafetiers as well as patisseries. We walked into the quarter and immediately were hooked. The streets are clean, lined with nice houses and promising shop windows on either side. We strolled through the Haute Ville, passing the tucked away squares with cafes and restaurants, like the Place d'Armes on which you will find a McDonald's as well as restaurants which price a plate of fish 30€. From there we went on to the Vieille Ville, the old city and reached a dainty little square with cafes likewise and the cathedral next to it. The Haute Ville is a great quarter to explore as there are so many little streets, you can get easily confused but after some time you will get the gist and in the worst case, after three turns you always end up in one of the squares where you can enjoy the sun  (if you're as lucky as we were), rest your feet and enjoy completely over-priced beverages and food. 
As it is the city of rich people. Probably it was because of this specific and only quarter of the city we explored, but I could imagine it might be true for all of the city; there are hordes of men in suits and elegantly dressed women meandering through the city, bags of Chanel or Cartier dangling from their wrists, delicately clad in Rolex. 
But don't fret, there are also normal shops like H&M and C&A, for all the non-rich people among you and, a special treat for me, there is also an only English bookstore in one of the side-alleys. 
After strolling through the quarter for some time, we settled for the Chocolate House in the Marchè-aux-Herbes, facing the Chambre des Deputes. It is horrendously expensive, be warned, but also truly delicious. They specialise in these Chocspoons where you get a stick with chocolate on it and dunk it into hot milk. I opted for Brownie, which wasn't the best choice but still enjoyable. Highlight, however, was the gigantic slice of chocolate-marzipan cake which my man had to help me devour as it was nearly as big as myself. And sooooo delicious. Even my man loved it, even though he usually doesn't indulge in chocolate. 
After this abnormally huge piece of cake, I could barely walk and as we had to drive to Nancy, France (adding the France, so you don't think we were on our way to our dear friend Nancy (which we don't even have)), we decided to get going and said farewell to affluent Luxembourg. Bye, bye, rich people, the poor people will think of you! And as we need to get going to explore Nancy (we had a slow morning...AGAIN), I have to cut short here and tell you about my first impression of lovely Nancy tomorrow...a little appetiser; French old town, evening dinner in Nancy and an apartment under the roof...so stay tuned for the installment on Nancy.