A late evening flight out of Barcelona and on to Luxembourg seemed a random flight path for Ryan Air, but it is one of connected destinations as they seem to fly everywhere in Europe. I was surprised, but not surprised that the flight was full. It’s only a 90-minute flight, but early on in the flight I began feeling unwell. It seemed like forever before we landed. The cool night air as I stepped on to the Luxembourg tarmac was as refreshing as I hoped, but my journey was not over.

Night Trawling

When booking a hotel I found Luxembourg to be expensive. I did not want this to be an expensive trip. Indeed, my flight to Europe and back were pretty much covered with air miles. I booked an ok hotel on the south side of Luxembourg, but the airport is on the north east side. Taxis in Luxembourg are among the most expensive in Europe. This is further exasperated when public transport is free. Yes, you read that right, local buses and trains are free.

Luxembourg is a country that is putting it’s money were it’s mouth is. Free buses, trams and trains are to encourage people not to drive their car, not to create traffic jams and to fight back against air pollution. I’m sure many tourists can’t believe their luck. My first experience was the T1 tram that takes you the 16 stops to the Gare Centrale, that’s central railway station. If I didn’t know already, the predominant language here is French. The T1 tram line opened in 2025, the trams are beautiful. That’s a word I would begin to use a lot when referring about Luxembourg.

When investigating connecting of the airport to my hotel I found that I could take the free tram to the railway station, and then the free train to Bercham. From there I could either walk or get a taxi to the hotel. It was gone ten o’clock at night, and I was not well, tired and feeling like I could vomit at any second. I got to Bercham railway station, just two stops and nine minutes along the railway line going south of Luxembourg. There was not a soul at the station, and no chance of a taxi.

My heart sank as I checked Google Maps, the the duration of the walk to the hotel. It was 35-minutes, along a dark path. Was Luxembourg safe? Was this part of Luxembourg safe? I shouldn’t have worried as those thoughts naturally went through my head in the night darkness of a lonely path. I did not see a single person from railway station to hotel. I got to the hotel feeling a lot worse for wear. I don’t get sick too often, so to being soon projectile vomiting the purest of green sick down the toilet inside my hotel room was disconcerting. The vomit rainbow changed color a short while later as bright yellow sick followed the green. Jeez, this was not going well.

I literally couldn’t bring myself to move.

Later, I got bottled water from the hotel reception and tried slowly navigating the night. It didn’t go well. My vomit counter made it to eleven, but the good news was the vomit was clear. Essentially, I was vomiting bottled water. When will this end?

A Day in Luxembourg

Slowly I made my way into the day. I wasn’t feeling great, but I wanted to see Luxembourg!

There are eight countries in the world where the capital city has the same name of the country, Luxembourg is one of those. I went a different route to get back into Luxembourg City centre. Catching the 621 bus and then the T1 tram, it was super easy. I would like to say it was all a smooth plan, but the plan was to catch the 621 bus and then the 603 bus. I managed to miss the stop and ended up getting to Howald Gare. This turned out to be a fortunate error, as the T1 tram was directly there. This would have been much the better option for getting to the Hotel the previous night, but you can only learn. through doing!

The Hamilius station was the destination as I went in search of the Luxembourg tourist office for some guidance to my day. They directed me to the ‘Circuit Wenzel’. Before that though I had an important visit to the pharmacy. I still felt like I could throw up at any second. I learned the French for vomiting and got some meds and probiotics.

Circuit Wenzel

The Circuit Wenzel is a self guided tour that takes you to many Luxembourg highlights. It traverses you on a worn path of history, culture and stunning views. Often called the most scenic walkway in Europe, the Chemin de la Cornice is beautiful, (yes, that word again). The mix of nature, old buildings and river views. Wow.

I meandered off the Wenzel route map to explore the picturesque Grund district, found shelter from the rain here and there as we once again went several seasons in one day. I had gotten too confident that my vomit issues had calmed. I began to feel sick once again. I had a sit down on a bench with grass close by. Tourists were walking by, but that didn’t stop me projectile vomiting three more times. Bloody hell fire! I hadn’t eaten in over 24 hours, so this was just water. I was starting to worry. I couldn’t take more meds yet. I rested for a while as the sun shone bright, I convinced myself that the warm heat would stifle more bouts of vomit, maybe. One thing is for sure, I left a piece of me that will be forever in the grassy lawn of Luxembourg!

Onwards

Time to move on. I was doing lots of steps once again, but much more slowly today. Usually, I would want to search out local foods or beers, but there is no way that was happening today. I continued the Wenzel Walk, and found I could not help but like Luxembourg, it is a fine city!

Stadion

Even with my lack of French, I had worked out that Stadion is French for stadium, and in relation to Luxembourg it is the national football stadium that can be found at the end of the T1 tram line. It’s always nice to find my way into a stadium, though national stadiums tend to be harder because they are used so little they tend not to be unlocked for ground staff of various types. When there is staff working, there is always a way in! The stadium is literally a stone’s throw from the tram line, so I went to explore. There was no way in, not a sole in sight, but I managed to get a small shot through the window to a main entrance.

That was enough adventuring for one day. I headed back to the hotel via the 621 bus, well via two 621 buses to be precise. Not knowing the route too well I managed to get off the first bus too soon and had to wait for the next one for the extra few stops to get nearer to the hotel.

I found a store to get supplies. Headaches were bad due to lack of food, so I had to try something. I trawled the store for something that I hopefully wouldn’t vomit overnight. I went simple with bread roll & water, that was as safe as I could get.

I’m due to head home to England to see family, but that got thrown into a possible maybe, maybe not with me feeling unwell. The thought of sitting inside a metal tube for 2 hours with the prospect of flight sickness was not something I could stomach, and I’m sure Lux Airlines would not be overly happy either. I’ll wait till the morning to make a final decision on that one. For now, sleep.