The boys enjoying some early spring sun! |
I spent the Holiday weekend back in Culles les Roches with Tom, Oivi and their daughter Sonya, but before I left one of my neighbors stopped me while I was walking the dogs to give me a few colored eggs (and of course some treaties for the boys). I have no idea how she knew I was a Hokie!
Culles les Roches nested between the frosted hills and the vineyards. |
The Burgundy region is criss-crossed with old train grades. The rails have been removed, and now these tracks form a network of trails and bike paths that meander all through the valley. I am definitely going to take advantage of this and bring the bikes down later this summer!
An abandoned tunnel we found along the way... |
Tom, Oivi and Sonya at Easter supper. They had lamb, I ate a mountain of side dishes... |
and the boys helped with the clean-up! |
'Don't know what that was, but it sure was tasty." |
April also saw a few birthdays including Mom's, my brother Tim and our illustrious wiener-dog Toby turned 13! My friend Christian had a birthday too, and, as is the custom here, he invited many of his friends to dinner and paid for everything. I prefer the American way of doing birthdays. If I'm getting older, I at least want a free night out once a year. Now Christian's roots are deeply set in the fertile valleys of Alsace and Lorraine, so it no wonder the main course was a huge plate of Sauerkraut with pork-five-ways.
Needless to say I ordered off the menu, and was pleasantly surprised with a vegetable gratin that was more gratin the veggies. I probably consumed more protein by way of cheese and cream than that entire tray of choucroute contained. Ah La Vida Luxem!
The City of Luxembourg also held its semi-annual Flea Market, or Floumaarkt, which is very reminiscent of the Rte 11 Yard Crawl in Shenandoah County, VA. For such a wealthy country, Luxembourg has a penchant for all things Chatzki. I swear nothing ever leaves this place…it simply moves from one family to the next. This appears to have been going on for generations. It's surreal to see women wearing rings that would make the royals blush thumbing through bins of old books or boxes of old jelly glasses…and haggling over the prices! I'm sure there are some hidden treasures, but you'd have to sift through a lot of poop to find that pony.
Jumble Sale doesn't even begin to describe this scene. |
Yeah, I got an old glass. |
We were 15 all together, and we had a wonderful time. I originally thought I'd be reporting on all the various beers throughout the region, but there really is no need. The Belgians have the market cornered, hands down. Beyond the beerfest, we were able to poke around this quaint city that is home to many of Belgium's top universities. Here are some of the highlights…
Leuven's Sint Pieter's Cathedral and Town Hall |
Michele (you met him at the International Expo) and Alesandro having fun at the fountain. Please note Natalia in the background…none too amused. |
Breakfast for eleven…we needed to keep our energy up. |
Because this scene on the shuttle bus might have been the alternative. (Total strangers btw) |
A typical Leuven plaza…before 9am on a Sunday :) |
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