As per usual, I have had an absolutely fabulous time at my most recent stop, Vienna! This time I was joined by my friend Emily; her presence has definitely made this aspect of the trip more enjoyable!
Rewind a little, I got the train from Bratislava to Vienna on Friday. Only an hour long, and then a 15 minute metro ride, I arrived at the hostel a few hours before Emily. Then when she got here, we ventured to see if we could get a table at the most famous schnitzel restaurant in Vienna, called Figlmüller. After wandering through the city (our hostel location is perfect!) and queuing for 20 minutes, we were sat at a lovely corner window booth munching on a delicious pork schnitzel, coated in some witchcraft seasoned breadcrumbs and lemon juice. We ordered a potato salad on the side, shared between us because frankly the schnitzels were huge!
We saw St. Stephen’s Cathedral, and also more pretty buildings than our minds could possible count.
Feeling a little under the weather from a cold, Friday night I was early to bed. What ravers.
Our hostel is opposite Naschmarkt, so we woke up to the hustle and bustle of the market early Saturday morning.
Once a flowing river, it has since been controlled with some giant tube, and covered to make the market area. You can see on the map below where the river sort-of stops, and starts again:
Fresh and raring to go on Saturday, we went on a walking tour with Sam from our dorm room, plus 40-odd other people from our hostel! We wandered around lots of squares and were given a brief history of the royal family that so many statues were made after.
We were also shown an arts school, where Adolf Hitler was rejected admission. Imagine if that particular professor had in fact decided to accept Hitler in to his painting class… How different the world would’ve been today?
On the walking tour I met a guy, Steven, who randomly had stayed at the same hostel as me in Bratislava, was sat next to me at the train station before coming to Vienna (also took the same train, as well as staying at the same hostel in Vienna ), is staying at the same hostel in Prague AND is also going to Munich afterwards. We joked he is stalking me, but what a happy coincidence to have some company for such a large portion of my trip. Another girl Vivian, is going to be in Prague and Munich the same dates so we’re gonna hang out when we can.
Once the walking tour was done, I went to the famous Manner wafer shop, as recommended by my cousin Burcu. Very tasty!
We also stopped off for a famous Austrian sausage…
(Don’t worry, we’ve come out with every innuendo possible.)
… And hit the town running again with more sightseeing. Below is me jumping in front of Voltiv Kirche.
Next food item on our checklist was a sachertorte; a famous Viennese chocolate cake. We went to a fancy place called Mozart Cafe, which was well known for selling this cake.
Emily ordered it and I ordered a cream cheese strudel. The cake was gross, and the cream cheese strudel reminded me of sweet feta! Not disgusting but definitely special. Neither were worth the effort of traipsing around the city to eat this.
We spent the evening drinking in our hostel bar, where naturally I started chatting to some lovely looking guys standing near us (Hey, Tyler and Dan if you’re reading this!). We all went out together, where we bumped into a group of five Dutch friends who were also looking for a club to go to. They tagged along and we had such a funny evening with them!!
After a long lie in, we headed to Schönbrunn Palace Sunday morning (plus no market to wake us up either). The weather was rainy and windy, so we were thankful for being inside sightseeing.
The grounds were huge, including the gardens behind the palace. After visiting the palace rooms and the rain had died down, we walked past the flower beds and up a hill to a fountain.
And then took a photo behind the fountain.
And then walked up the big hill behind the fountain, to a magnificent tower.
Which had panoramic views of the palace and Vienna.
We stumbled across an obelisk too, built in the middle of the 18th century.
And then I skipped through a small avenue of trees.
Despite feeling shattered, we didn’t go back to the hostel after visiting Schrönbrunn. Instead we went to get another sausage (obsessed) and wandered around a bit more.
We came across Schwarzenbergplatz and the Heroes Monument of the Red Army, or Heldendenkmal der Roten Armee as its German translation. This monument was build to remember the 17,000 Soviet soldiers who died in the Battle of Vienna during World War Two. And that wasn’t straight out of Wikipedia 😉 (the fountain is called Hochstrahlbrunnen).
Then we went to the Belvedere Palace.
And saw some street art on the way back to the hostel.
What I have noticed about Vienna, is just how much Turkish, well everything, is in this city. I’ve come across Turkish carpet shops, Turkish food stalls, Turkish people, Turkish flags, Turkish Airlines office, Turkish Tourism office and the Turkish Embassy. Plus, apparently the apple strudel originates from Istanbul. Not sure if I knew this?!
Off to Prague for city, and country, number four on my list.