Luxemburg

So, picture this: My mom and I are on a month-long road trip🚗. Yes, a whole month in a car with my mother. We've seen enough cows and road signs to last a lifetime when we randomly decide to make a pitstop in Luxembourg. Why Luxembourg, you ask? Because it was either that or my mom singing Bohemian Rhapsody for the 38th time.🎶

Now, here’s the highlight of this unplanned detour: we come across the biggest baguette 🥖known to mankind. I'm talking about a baguette so huge, it might as well have had its own zip code. Naturally, we had to get it. And not just any baguette — a cheese-filled one. Like, if this baguette had a personality, it would be the type to take selfies and brag about its cheese-to-bread ratio.

So there we were, standing in the middle of Luxembourg, with this monster baguette between us, trying to eat it with some sort of grace — but obviously failing. My mom was trying to have a deep conversation about life, but honestly, it's hard to take someone seriously when they're chewing through a baguette🥖 the size of a small canoe. I swear we looked like two squirrels trying to gnaw through a log.

We didn’t see much of Luxembourg, but that baguette? It became the stuff of legends. The cheese🧀 alone could have fueled our trip for another week. In the end, we drove off into the sunset, bloated and slightly more bonded over carbs and dairy than we ever thought possible. Luxembourg, you weird little gem, thanks for the memories!Okumaya devam et