An afternoon all by my lonesome

So, it was the day after Easter. And in Germany it's a holiday, along with the Friday before Easter and Easter day, of course. And that meant that everything is CLOSED. Oh, my. I had the kids on Easter, while Mark went to a glider airport and played. I entertained the troops. And come Monday, I was ready for a break. So before I tossed the kids in front of a moving train, Mark ordered me to take the day for myself. And I went for it.

I read about a place in Luxembourg that had a festival every year, on the Monday after Easter, where they sell these clay birds, called Peckvillchen. They are hand painted and you blow on them and they whistle. Okay. Why not. And we hadn't really explored much of the old part of Luxembourg. So, off I went.

Here are some of the views I was greeted with...


Not too shabby.


So I walked around for a bit. Picked through the Pickvillchen and found a special one to bring home. I happened upon a flea market and found a few goodies. Started our beer glass collection. Picked up a few cool ones from beers brewed in Luxembourg. Kewl.

Knowing a had a glorious day to myself, and not having to choose a child friendly restaurant, I had so much fun browsing the restaurants and picking just the right one. I read the prix fix menu board and decided upon one that I thought sounded good. It was in French or Luxembourgish. Either way, I took a stab at it.

Nummy

White asparagus with a warm herb vinaigrette.

Lamb with potato cakes and baked tomatoes


Oh, and I forgot to take a picture of my dessert. A rhubarb tart and a cafe latte. Oh yeah. Oh, and no one was bugging me. Or asking me for something. Or breathing near me. Or looking at me. Yeah, apparently I DID need a day off. Ahhhhhhh.

I wandered around for a bit more and took in the sights. And smiled. And wandered. And rejuvenated my soul. And headed home, ready for Mommyness once again.