A rebel without a clue.

Scott's Pub again. I've just done the tourist thing. Luxembourg, although ridiculously expensive (€18 for a bacon cheeseburger in Scott's), is interesting. Take away the Gucci/LV/Rolex Grand Rue in Haute-Ville, because it's always there for those who have nothing better to spend their money on, and it is an interesting town. It's history stretches back into another epoch: especially below Siegfried's burg (Lucilinburhuc) in Grund by the Alzette leading to the Moselle, north-north east of here. It's noon so time for another Cheeseburger! At some point I will venture back up to the Altstadt and find the local Vino ... Time is on my side ... and I will walk to the airport as it is little more than 5 kilometres from me! I'm hogging the fire, because it's a pretty cold day outside, they forgot to turn on the radiators so everyone is getting too paranoidly close to me for comfort. What am I like... It's the "Delay" stage now. And ...

Luxembourg YH reminds me of Thameside in London: it's huge, boring and makes noises all the time! It's more modern than Thameside, but time will also ravage it's façade. And I bet, for everyone I knew in London, here in Luxembourg is an alternate reality consisting of the same politics and dynamics going on ( because Hostelling International or the Youth Hostel Association attracts the identical people through its door)! It's what makes my experience of them so consistently average. Walking is now two days ago. The slight hangover and overwhelming tiredness I had yesterday has left me, but I know I definitely need a proper unbroken night's sleep. Soon I'll be able to climb my own bed - Saturday night - and let the weariness lift! Check-out time is ten am. No need to hurry out the door, but breakfast is very tedious (cold) and coffee overwhelmingly bitter (machine vended). Persons are arriving for work to replace the night staff - soon their equivalent of Beverle...