But then I can't imagine that the archbishops of Trier were a very humorous bunch of guys. Being ex officio Electors of the Holy Roman Empire, they exercised great political as well as religious power, and looking at their HQ you get the idea they wanted to make sure everybody knew it. Reluctantly I walked back to the hauptbahnhof , where I found I had a little time to wait. I went over to the station snack bar and bought an apple pastry of conscious-expanding yumminess, and the first decent cup of coffee I'd had in Europe. Bollocks to that.
French coffee is ghastly.
At last the train arrived and it was time to head back to Luxembourg. See our hero in his room, having dinner. Yes, that object in his hand is a sandwich. I never did figure out when people eat in Luxembourg Ville, or where. I did eat at McDonald's one night, just to say I'd eaten at the Luxembourg McDonald's.