Sunday, 12 June 2016

Luxembourg

We strayed into Luxembourg and regretted it almost as soon as we arrived. Big Bertha got stuck in the mud, or to be more specific half stuck in the mud. The drivers side wheels were so deep that cups refused to remain on the bench.

Tony is unsure why the gravity should exhort a stronger force on the drivers side of the van. Gretel thinks it may be in direct proportion to the amount of German food that is being consumed on his side of the van. After an uncomfortable night, where Gretel continually rolled on to Tony's side of the bed, we were towed out and made our escape from Luxembourg.



For those that are interested people from Luxembourg are called Luxemburgers and speak their own language which is a mixture of German, French and Dutch.

1 comment:

  1. I once made a very grumpy husband stop for an entire night to ensure our passage through Luxemburg did not go un stamped (pre EU). Only to be informed there was no passport control on Sundays!!! I retreated to the back of the 40 ft Volvo bus we were driving......

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