Local Heart, Global Soul

December 11, 2013

The Roof Brings Our Tour Crashing To A Close…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

This is my last post about the tourist bus tour we are taking in Luxembourg City.

We continue around the city and as we make our way back to the more historic centre we also return to some of the older historic and “interesting” buildings.

Back near the financial district the only thing that inspired the children was a statue shaped like a giant chair on the front lawn of one of the modern buildings.

One incident however did get everyone’s immediate attention: we are seated on the top deck of the tour bus and because it’s a fine day the canopy roof has been rolled back.

Obviously it hadn’t been fastened securely enough because we stopped a little bit suddenly at one intersection and with a loud rumbling roar the canopy released itself and in seconds hurtled open all the way to the front down it’s sliding rail system. Fortunately no one was standing up at the time, so no one got hurt: almost everyone’s reaction was to duck for cover because it wasn’t first clear where the noise was coming from. Little Mr. got a fright and dashed from his seat into Himself’s arms, there were gasps aplenty  and a few nervous giggles as people recovered from the fright.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

I took a photo of the canopy as it covered us, and once the bus pulled over the driver came upstairs and rolled it back into the open position again, this time double checking that it was securely fastened.

When I took the photographs the gentleman behind me pointed to himself and said “no photo please” which I acknowledged but later discovered he was in all of them so I edited them so that he can not be identified.

I also edited out Himself and Little Mr who was in his lap in the second photo.

We discover around one corner a “Train” which is like a tourist trolley car with “carriages” attached to the back, and in bright florescent lime green it’s certainly hard to miss on the road.

The kids look at it with interest for a few moments but then decide that they’ve had enough of tours for the moment to which all the adults agree.  Soon it’s  time to get off the bus, and the first question that comes up is “When is Lunch?” so this dictates that we next  wander in the direction of somewhere that has food…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Velveteen) used with permission

(photograph © Velveteen) used with permission

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