Growing up on another continent, I always had a romantic image of European monarchs living in castles and hosting lavish banquets where lords and ladies drank wine, danced, and made the court jester wear a hog’s head and run around on all fours, snorting and bumping into things. I also imagined that in their free […]
Opinion: If I let you merge in front of me, next thing you’ll be trying to sleep with my wife
Oh sure, I see you in your little Twingo, your left indicator light blinking, showing that you’d like to merge in front of me. Nope, not today man. If I let you merge in front of me, the next thing is you’ll be trying to sleep with my wife. Let me tell you something: […]
Help! We’re new here and our neighbors won’t smile at us
We didn’t do anything wrong, so why are they treating us like we did? By Wise Expat Sage Dear Wise Expat Sage, Six months ago, my husband and I moved to Luxembourg with our two children. No matter how many times I’ve tried to be friendly to my neighbors, no one ever smiles at us. […]
Help! Our landlord makes us watch him eat Bouneschlupp
We signed a rental contract without reading all the clauses. Do we really have to watch our landlord eat soup? By Wise Expat Sage Oh Wise Expat Sage, When we moved to Luxembourg four months ago, my boyfriend and I found a charming one-bedroom rental apartment in the center, at a really great price. Apparently […]
Opinion: As the driver of an Audi A8, I will indeed merge in front of you
Oh, moien and bonjour. Hello, if you prefer. I realize these are not the most ideal of circumstances under which to meet, but one must make do. Yes, we see each other, for we are side-by-side in our respective cars, inching along Route d’Arlon during the worst of the afternoon rush hour: you, having resigned […]