Luxembourg: Take me to Steinsel, vann ech gelift
Steinsel is the small Luxembourgish village we stayed in over Christmas where Mark’s parents’ friends, Bubble and Dave, so graciously lent us their apartment. The village sits at the base of Steinsel forest, which you can see in the rolling hills in the background of this drawing (my first paltry attempt at charcoal in years). Beautiful old houses clump together in the village center and make for a picturesque view out of Bubble and Dave’s window. There is also a church bell in the center of town that is both lovely and incessant, depending on when you wish to wake up.
After a short hike through Steinsel and up a steep hill, one arrives on the edge of the forest with miles of hiking paths almost completely to yourself. Mark and I managed a couple long walks despite our bellies sloshing with beer and wine from the night before, completely spoiled by the Staplehursts. We could have done the walks naked, it was that deserted.
Perhaps it was the time of year but it’s hard to believe we had more outdoor privacy and greater accessibility to hiking paths while in the center of Europe than we do where we live now. You’d think it would be even more convenient for us to get outside here in Canada, the air filter of the world, but it is not so. Wish they would hurry up and invent time warp and lasso portholes or some other high speed travel that does not depend on the relative peace and tranquility of nearby volcanoes so that we could spend more time in the ‘berg.