Wazzup in Vaduz

Welcome to Liechtenstein. A place that sounds like a sneeze and feels like someone built a postcard and forgot to add people.

So what’s up in Vaduz these days? Not much, it seems. The capital is charming in the way a tax haven dressed in alpine cosplay can be. Here we have a small town along the Rhine with 5000 inhabitants, in one of the smallest countries on Earth. It’s not exactly like happy hour at Copacabana.

Vaduz Castle and the alps.

Vaduz Castle is overlooking the town from a hill, a short walk from the center. It’s really a postcard view with the alps in the background, which I’m sure the prince enjoys as he sips his morning coffee while looking down upon his loyal subjects.

View of Vaduz.

But there’s something fascinating about places like this. Places that defy the usual chaos of the world. Where borders are blurred and neutrality is worn like a tailored suit. I sit at a café, downing a schnitzel while realizing that I’m in one of Europe’s strangest anomalies, an ultra-rich speck of land, quietly thriving while the rest of the world screams.