The train ride took close to three hours one way, with many stops, and many loud children, teenagers included. However, the city of Luxembourg made up for all the annoyances of getting there. The sun poked its rays through the clouds long enough for me to put my sunglasses on, then take them off five minutes later. Luckily, we spent a good chunk of our time scaring ourselves straight in the Casemates, a series of winding and sometimes narrow tunnels that protected over 35,000 people from attacks during World War II. A comment made by AJ got my heart beating a little faster and from there, my imagination got the best of me. "If I take a picture and there's a face, I'm going to scream," her voice wavered. She stayed brave enough to take a picture down a small dark cave carved out of one wall in the tunnel.
For the next twenty minutes, all of us were a little nervous, not wanting to be the one left behind or grabbed by a ghoul. AJ was convinced that someone would be playing pranks on the tourists in the tunnels on Halloween and local teenagers would jump out to scare us. To be honest, I was a little bit more scared of actual monsters.
We emerged soon after that, our bodies in flight or fight mode. I would have liked to see our faces upon exiting the Casemates. Outside, fall exploded all around us in the form of orange, red, and yellow leaves on trees, floating in the sky, and scattered on the ground. We found a park where I felt the urge to run up a huge green hill, only to be semi-chased back down by three vicious looking daschunds.
Although we didn't spend our Halloween night in Luxembourg City, we got our scare there.
Bridge reflection 
Me at the bottom of the stairs in the Casemates.
Hillside garden
Monastery
Fairytale-like street
Luxembourg in full autumnal splendor
Church steeples
Raindrops
Park stream
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