the weather was really bad, but it almost added to the mystery of luxembourg. it was so gray, and so cold, and so wet, that the hues of the church steeples and the shade of the forests and fields really stood out.
luxembourg is almost exactly like what you think of when you think of europe: cozy houses, picturesque churches, hills, fields, forests, castles, vineyards, tiny little streets made out of stone or brick, etc. we'd be driving along this winding, narrow, dark road through the forest, up a hill, and then reach the top and the view would open up, and we'd be all "oh, there's a castle!" and then we'd drive around the corner, down another hill, down to the bottom, where the view would open up again, and we'd be all, "oh, there's another castle!" and so on.
we came across a really fascinating castle almost accidentally, so we decided to stop and have a picnic in our car while we looked at it. it wasn't open for visitors yet since the tourist season wouldn't start for a few more weeks, but we were able to watch the construction crew do some maintenance work on this old, 11th-century castle.
(a chapel that was inside one of the castles)
(take a right to get to germany!)
we were able to walk inside one castle, which was virtually empty, so we got to take our time and linger in the halls and in the dungeon and take as many pictures as we wanted. it overlooked the town of vianden, which i'd like to stay at next time.
oneoftheprettiest places we saw was the wine country of luxembourg, right on the border with germany. it followed the plump and winding mousel river: vineyards to our left, which was luxembourg, then the river to our right, and on the opposite bank were more vineyards, but they were in germany. the road hugged the river for most of our drive, and it was fun to see what surprise was lying around the corner every time we made a shift in direction.