Day tripping to Trier
The Expatresse brings the family out of Luxembourg and discovers the charms of Trier.
The weather has been stunning. Just stunning. So where the hell are the bikes we ordered?
The Spouse and I even stopped in the bike shop on Thursday. But our Sales Dude was not there (the Tour de Luxembourg was that weekend...). Alternate Sales Dude knew nothing. Took my number. Again. But no one called on Friday even to say there was nothing to report. Grrrr.
So I asked The Spouse what he wanted to do on Saturday. He wanted to go to Trier, Germany.
It is difficult to fully grasp just how small Luxembourg, the country, really is. The Belgian border, a.k.a. IKEA, is 17 kilometres or 10.5 miles from my front door.
Trier is a bit farther: 58.5 km to the centre of town. That’s 36 miles, or a decent bike ride if you don’t mind the hills. And that is not the closest German town. At best, it is a 45-minute drive including the time to find a place to park.
So we went. We considered taking the train, but in the end decided we wanted the flexibility of our own car.
Trier is the oldest city in Germany, dating back to 16 BC (if you like the Romans) or 2000 BC (if you’re a fan of the Assyrians). The first thing we did was take this little train tour around the town (above).
And it is an odd place. There are plenty of very interesting and lovely Roman ruins. I only have photos of two here.
There are plenty of impressive churches in Trier. The cathedral is worth a visit. It has a robe that is said to have belonged to Jesus and this beautiful ceiling (below). I preferred market church of Saint Gangolf, though.
Trier Catherdral ceiling
Karl Marx was born in Trier – his house is now a museum – and the centre has interesting buildings all over, .e.g, the synagogue, near the cathedral and in the market square.
But what I came away with was the feeling that Trier is a place to shop. I saw lots of interesting boutiques with things I hadn’t seen in Luxembourg and at prices that seemed comparable if not better. Prices were certainly better than in Moscow. This bouquet would have cost RUB 1500 or about EUR 40 in Russia.
The food was awfully nice in Trier too. The area is famous for its wine, and we didn’t even scratch the surface on THAT, believe it or not. The Spouse and I shared a small carafe of the house white at lunch, so that hardly counts as a dégustation.
All in all, I was reminded how much I like German culture. Well, what I know of it from my time in Austria. I don’t speak any German, really, other than a few menu items. But I am always impressed with Things German. Maybe it is all the time I’ve spent in the Chaotic East that makes me appreciate the charm, order and cosiness that seems to come with Germany.
Knowing now how close Trier is to us, I can imagine running over for a bit of shopping and a little lunch while the kids are in school.
Back on our side of the border, I dragged everyone to the American cemetery on the way home so I could pay my respects to General Patton.
I know the girls are burning out on WWII, but being here makes it so interesting to me. I forced them to sit through The Longest Day the other night, which I really, really enjoyed. The scene at the Pegasus Bridge – we STOOD right there.
And when they explained about the clickers in the movie (“One click is answered by two clicks”) we got out the one I insisted we buy. Suddenly it was a little cooler.
Originally from Ohio, Amanda was bitten by the travel bug when she spent a summer as an exchange student in Australia. Before following The Spouse to Luxembourg, they lived in Taiwan, South Florida, Buenos Aires, Bratislava (SK) and Russia. Follow Amanda as she settles into Luxembourg on her blog thebeetgoeson.net.
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