Ah, Luxembourg. The average Brit probably knows more about the tiniest villages in deepest Congo than about this fine central European country. But I've always wanted to come here for no logical reason except for the fact that I am of THAT generation that used to listen to the latest pop tunes on Radio Luxembourg as a kid in the 70's (late at night, under the sheets with a little transistor radio obviously). That's all I knew about this country.
We find a bar called Urban Bar that serves Guinness so Paul is a very happy man. They're playing some choice tunes and we meet a fellow Brit called Patrick who's been working in Europe for some years. We're very glad we did, as the conversation flowed nicely and we stay here for the rest of our evening.
Big thanks to Neal, Thea and the rest of the crew at www.urban.lu for running a great pub. We leave feeling rather squify.
Cheers!
We find a bar called Urban Bar that serves Guinness so Paul is a very happy man. They're playing some choice tunes and we meet a fellow Brit called Patrick who's been working in Europe for some years. We're very glad we did, as the conversation flowed nicely and we stay here for the rest of our evening.
Big thanks to Neal, Thea and the rest of the crew at www.urban.lu for running a great pub. We leave feeling rather squify.
Cheers!
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