Early on a Friday morning, my daughter C and I left our Amsterdam hotel and my sister, brother-in-law, and their two kids left theirs, and we headed to the airport to pick up our respective rental cars. It was time to depart for Luxembourg. My geography-obsessed kid was not too pleased I had popped over to another country without her. Before this trip, C, at age 11, had visited 29 countries and distinct territories.
She wanted to visit more and and she told me she would very much like to visit Luxembourg. I had had such a wonderful time in the country the year before I decided to make it happen, and my sister and her family were happy to join in. We had a four hour and a half hour drive from Schiphol Airport to Luxembourg city.
After taking nearly all other forms of transport train, taxi, ship, and bus , I was glad to get behind the wheel. I opted for the slightly longer drive through Luxembourg from the north rather than skirting the border, continuing through Belgium, and entering Luxembourg through the west. As we would be sightseeing only in the capital, I wanted C to have the opportunity to see a bit more of the country as we drove through. Both our families arrived in the city at the same time and checked into their respective hotels, just five minutes walk from one another.
I was giddy with excitement to show my family the beautiful old town I had fallen in love with the year before. I pointed out the lovely hotel where I had stayed at, the entrance to the elevator parking garage though it was blocked off β we could not have experienced that unique parking situation this year! Last year I had not anticipated the popularity of Grand Ducal Palace tours.
The palace is only open to the public for six weeks each summer when the Grand Duke is away it is not an official residence but instead where the Grand Duke conducts royal business.
