We arrived at Luxembourg City late at night when the most prominent feature was the glowing Ferris wheel. We had a two-night stay but just one full day to explore, a Saturday, and many of the pedestrian streets were crowded to bursting. We used the free public transit to travel to the city center, and then we spent the rest of the day on foot.

Luxembourg City was clean and elegant, much of its architecture from the late 19th and early 20th centuries. From the top of the city, however, the millenniums-old Bock Promontory gave a clear view of the older part of town—vanilla-colored and tiered like a cake—and the river upon which it was built. With my stroller and my half-asleep baby I was unable to go down into the tunnels (the famous Bock Casemates). 

Luxembourg is a trilingual nation, but we heard more languages than its official Luxembourgish, French and German.  Chants for Palestine rang out in Arabic just a block away from the Grand-Ducal Palace where the traditional changing of the guard was taking place. At night, after returning to our hotel, we walked to a gas station-grocer where products were imported from various neighboring countries.