July 14, 2016
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July 7, 2016
Last summer Family Kiwidutch and a neighbour guest of Little Mr went on holiday to Germany.
The wet weather was driving everyone to distraction so we went for a car journey a little way south, crossing the border in the Luxemburg where the reported weather report had been predicted to be better, and was.
Our next move after having lunch in Vianden, is move literally next door to take the cable car from our location near the centre of town, up the hill.
Sitting in one of the chairs, you don’t have any clue just how high you will be going as you are swung out over a local garden, through a gap in the trees, over the river, past an empty section and then over one of the main roads out of town, which is as close as we managed to get to the chair lift on our last trip here.
All of a sudden you are softly jolted upwards as you find that the gradient has changed with a vengeance, and dangling from the thick cable above us, winched higher and higher until we are a dizzying height above the valley floor.
The buildings of Vianden get ever smaller and smaller and it is a stunning sight to see the surrounding countryside expand in an ever widening arc around us, revealing row after row of hills and fields as far into the distance as the eye can see (and the weather will allow). I’m sure that on a fine day you must be able to see further and in more detail. Everyone is quick to comment about the ride up as soon as we reassemble at the top…
July 6, 2016
Following yesterday’s post about our lunch in Vianden, Luxemburg, our meal is finished and I needed to use the toilets before we leave. The bad news is that the facilities are down a set of stairs, and stairs are my nemesis as far as pain is concerned. However needs must so I make my way downstairs slowly and laugh when I see the sweet signs on the cubical doors. Not only are the images humorous, they are also quaintly nostalgic and old fashioned, the polar opposite of the décor around me. The style of the basins and surrounds is a mixture of minimalist and natural… the water is sensor operated, the air dryer is not one of the bulky ones, but small but surprisingly effective. I love their style, but also their sense of humour. An excellent addition to my collection of beautiful / strange/ unusual and funny loos…
July 5, 2016
Having arrived in Vianden, Luxemburg, everyone agrees that the very first order of the day is to find somewhere to have lunch.
There is a cable car that runs from the town to the top of a nearby hill and the consensus is that that would be an excellent start to our activities once lunch has been sorted.
We saw the cable car some several angles last trip but were so busy with the medieval festival, we didn’t have time to go on it.
This time we find a restaurant just meters from the cable car base terminal. I didn’t get it’s name but it was large and so close to the cable car it would be impossible to miss.
Little Mr wanted something as close as possible to a toastie (Croque Monsieur) but none were available here so e settled on a crusty bread roll with cheese.
Little Mr is despite our best efforts a stubbornly fussy eater, thus expressions of horror ensued when his plate arrived with… shudder…. salad on the side! he was also seriously suspicious of the piece of cucumber sticking out of his bread roll (even though he likes cucumber), I mean, if they sneak in cucumber what else might also have been deceptively hidden?
He raised the top of his sandwich and let out an expression of pure disgust: Olives, Gherkins (pickles)!!!?!
This was followed by a torrent of unhappy language about this complete and utter betrayal, how dare they literally add insult to injury by hiding yukky stuff inside his bread!
What a horrible restaurant, we were now expressly forbidden to ever come here again.
Our little guest looked on in amazement, we had to explain that Little Mr gets seriously unhappy when someone tries to put healthy things into his food (little does he know how often I hide veggies in his food at home!).
Kiwi Daughter on the other hand has been trying new foods a lot of late and as a reward was allowed to order a pancake with fruit salad, ice-cream and chocolate sauce for lunch. Little Guest ordered chicken nuggets and fries, and Himself and I ordered something that whilst calming down an irate Little Mr, I completely forgot to photograph.
There is a smaller locally decorated area with booth style seating at the front of the restaurant and on the other side of the fireplace next to us, a large open plan room where bigger groups are catered for. The service is fine, the food is good and (almost) all of us are completely happy with our meals.