360-degree photos are in Flickr.com (taken with my LG 360).
Moien!
I finally learned how that was spelled from a sign on the window of a store. But I learned how to say it from our tour guide Loho yesterday. It's pronounced moh-yen. And it's how you say hello in Luxembourgese.
And to say thank you is merci, like French.
I woke up around 6am and went back to sleep. Then I spent a couple of hours trying to figure out my Facebook password and responding to messages. Well, some messages anyway.
It was already noon when I went out the door finally. I purchased a combo ticket for the Petrusse train tour and hop-on-hop-off bus for €20, but I had no way to print it out. So I just saved the pdf on my phone.
I went to the Place du Constitution and showed the pdf to the lady at the counter and she sent me to the Bock to catch the train.
It was a 10-minute walk, so, of course, I took more pictures along the way. I was already late for my 13:30 reservation for the train anyway.
The agent at the Bock sidewalk was smart enough to try to scan the QR code by doing it in the shade, so it worked. There weren't many people so I was able to slide back and forth between the left window and the right one for better pictures. Even as slow a the train went, I still had to be very quick.
After the train, I had to walk back to the Place du Constitution for the bus tour, which went outside the old city area to the business section of the city, where it looks pretty much like any city. I still took pictures anyway.
After the tour, I went back to the plaza where I had my burger yesterday. I wanted to have a nice quiet birthday dinner. So I found a place that offered salmon and duck. I went for the duck and creme brulee. (They were out of tiramisu.) I ordered the dessert at the same time as the main entree.
The first bite was heavenly. But as I dove in, I realized that the meat was raw inside and bloody. And because it was gamey, I wondered if it was even duck, but the waiter assured me it was. Okay.... Well, I haven't had much protein on this trip. And this was the most protein I've seen in a single meal since my plane landed. So, of course, I ate it! But I slathered it with the brown sauce.
The waiter had already taken my empty plate, and I still waited almost an hour. No creme brulee. So I asked for the bill and I even followed him to the till. He seemed confused about something. My bill (I checked to make sure I wasn't charged for the non-existent creme brulee) came to €27.50. I gave him €40, he gave me €10 back, then he looked confused again. So I said that was fine.
Oh, well, my birthday dessert will have to wait.
Heading back to Amsterdam tomorrow but taking it easy. No other plans except the train trip.
And that's how my birthday went. :)
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