Saturday, May 30, 2015

Luxembourg City





Luxembourg City began as a small castle looking over a two-pronged valley with a small river meandering through. Over centuries it was taken over by so many countries: Spain, France, Austria, each one of them making the fortress more fortified until it had the reputation for being the best fortified around. So Luxembourg declared itself to be a neutral country and then let their guard down. Enter Hitler who chose not to recognize their neutral status and marched right in. It was a brutal occupation and much of the city was flattened, burned and bombed to smithereens. I took a walking tour through the old town and learned all about it from our guide who pointed out so many old military hospitals and barracks that later became prisons and poorhouses, even apartments. Some of the outer walls were torn down and are now a greenway with trails and gardens that ring the old part of the city.




Our walking group chanced upon a nicely dressed man who greeted us, asked about our origins, wished us a pleasant stay. Our guide told us he was the Prime Minister and couldn't believe none of us took photos of him. I was taken by the fact that their elected leader walked the streets without bodyguards and newsmen with cameras and microphones.Then she launched into a mini lecture about how they have a duel system of government consisting of both monarchy and elected officials.


The Presidential Palace - It flies a white flag when the Duke is in it.
I found the market Saturday morning in one of the old town's many squares. In the center were fresh flowers and plants surrounded by vegetable and cold cut booths selling fresh produce, deli olives and condiments, cured meats, and cheeses. The outside ring had foods ranging from bratwursts, roasted chickens, pastries and chocolates, to name a few. Everyone was there, stocking up for the week while onstage, bands played country or rock music. Another square had booths of books, antiques and curios. Live music of the more classical variety came from a temporary stage. The next day the music was still there, tables and benches set up but the market gone.




I went into the history museum which was very much about the German occupation. Then I visited the Casements, tunnels cut beneath the castle for munitions with the usual slot windows for firing small weapons, openings for cannons to fire from and windows with great views. There were times people actually lived in this underground, sheltering from whoever the current marauders might be.


At first I was disappointed in the boxy two-story architecture but it really didn't take me long to fall in love with Luxembourg City. There are so many shapes pointing skyward from these buildings. A few were what we would think of as normal church steeples. But there were other shapes: bulbs, bubbles and pie-slice wedges sticking up from these buildings that I got obsessed. I could be found on so many street corners with my drawing pad in hand and I'm sure more than a few people wondered about my mental state. I must also mention the quirky little touches and lively, often humorous statues.
































 




Luxembourg ranks as one of the wealthiest countries in the European Union and has a slick new EU Sector complete with lots of glass and steel as well as five star hotels. There is an art museum up there that has done an interesting job of incorporating the old castle walls into their modern design. I find this sector to be incredibly dull but they seem to be rather proud of it. In the meantime, our guide spoke of the many workers brought in by the banking industry and how so many people worked in this city but lived outside the country due the high cost of living. When asked what percentage of their work force were citizens, her estimate was 55%. Another man said to me, "You Americans have the Cayman Islands. The EU has Luxembourg." Hmmm....



Wednesday, May 27, 2015

A Bit about Brussels

What is Brussels all about? Beer, they say. There are T-shirts, posters, cards all touting Belgium beer. I can hardly vouch for that since I do not like beer. Then there is chocolate. I have never seen so many chocolate stores. I tried some of it; the most distinctive one was cherry liqueur in dark, its stem sticking out and the pit still inside, much to my surprise. It was good but I am partial to German chocolate.






























Belgium waffles are big, too. They are displayed in front of shops covered with a mound of real cream, sliced kiwi, strawberries, whatever fruit is available, drizzled or dipped in chocolate or loaded with all of the above. Of course I tried one, maybe two, can't remember how many, actually. There are even snack packs of chocolate covered waffles in snack machines. I was not even tempted.


Cartoons are big in Brussels. They like Tin Tin, whoever that is. Everyone I ask tells me so. Cartoons adorn the sides of buildings in the central districts. I tried to take myself on a guided tour following the little map at the bottom of each cartoon but kept getting lost. Then I realized that one map was upside down. The next day I was given an accurate version and spent the whole day looking for them. Graffiti is not as big in Brussels as some cities I visited but these cartoons make up for that lack.










Most popular is Manneken Pis, the official mascot of Brussels. He is said to be knighted and comes with all kinds of myth and lore. One story tells of how an outraged city demanded the return of their beloved mascot kidnapped by the army of Louis IV. The other story they might not let me tell in this blog so I won't. Manneken Pis has an official group that takes care of his wellbeing and rather extensive wardrobe. He isalmost  always dressed, in the name of decency, I suppose, and is said to have close to a thousand outfits. The latest is a soccer uniform donated by the team from Barcelona and comes complete with a little soccer ball. He also comes well represented in many forms at every tourist venue. One can even buy their very own life-sized peeing boy to take home to the fountain but the truth is, Manneken Pis is very small, maybe not even three feet tall.

Manneken Pis
I took a walking tour around the historic district. We saw some incredible architecture that I will address after my final visit. The tour ended very near a beautiful glass and iron art nouveau building that now houses a museum of musical instruments. I couldn't resist. There are three floors of the most incredible array of musical instruments, some of them hundreds of years old. There were straight coronets like one sees in Biblical movies; fantastically twirled tubes of brass with fluted ends, some snake heads with open mouths, that ended up to be modern day brass, pianos and harpsichords that are painted, carved, even player pianos with cylinders, stringed instruments; sheep bladder and animal skin squeeze bags from the Baltics that are early versions of bagpipes, African drums, rattles and on and on. At the entrance I was given a sound device and headphones that would play music based on the display I stood before. I was not pleased when it started getting stuck and I couldn't get rid of the bagpipes. Either way, the experience was fantastic.

Mick - Our tour guide































For those who want to know about the fabulous architecture, here is a teaser.  Stay tuned for more about Brussels at the end of my journey.