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Published: November 16th 2011
On arrival in Vienna it was still rainy and relatively cold. I got the metro to my hostel. I was ready for a stiff drink or two and got chatting to an American guy I was sharing my dorm with and we proceeded to get wasted at the bar downstairs. Pints for 2 Euros and 5 jeager bombs for 10 Euros were bound to have that effect, not to mention the wet pussy shots. To cut a long story short, I completely overdid it and ended the night having the vomit washed out of my hair by the guy in my dorm and also the vomit cleaned up off the dorm floor by said guy. Legend in my eyes. Needless to say I felt atrocious the next morning and my hair felt very dry (god he could have conditioned it!!) Me and vomit washing guy (we’ll call him Mike) went to find a café for breakfast in NaschMarkt next to our hostel. The breakfast was so terrible it was funny. Me, Mike and another American, Jared, then set off to do some sightseeing.
One thing about Vienna is you can pretty much get away with not paying for the metro.
Naughty I know, but I’m a budget traveller, and I will try to save money where I can. It’s a bit of a gamble however because it’s a 90 Euro fine if you do get caught.
We had a wonder round before getting the metro to the area where the Freud Museum is. I was exited to visit Freud’s home and it was very interesting. We then stopped for lunch at a place we has seen before the museum – Eat What You Like Pay What You Like – an Indian restaurant with a fantastic concept (clue’s in the title). Unfortunately I started to present with the trots shortly afterwards. This was not caused by the food, as Jared and Mike were fine, but I’m putting it down to the ridiculous volumes of alcohol consumed the previous night, or possibly the litre bottle of orange juice I had downed that morning to try to cure my hangover. Jared was starting to itch for weed and really wanted to go and buy a bong he had seen so he left me and Mike. We went to see the forensic museum with dead babies in jars etc. before getting the metro
to the Hundertwasser museum. This really took me aback I loved his work! Hundertwasser was a beautifier of ugly things and an abstract artist who hated straight lines. His home was such a beautification with uneven floors, trees growing out of windows and amazing décor.
Knackered, we made our way back to the hostel to meet Jared. We had him going that I had been to hospital and diagnosed with appendicitis (as he had seen that I had slight gastro) and that my operation was tomorrow. He actually believed us and I struggled to keep a straight face. I was looking forward to an early night but was gutted that Mike and Jared were leaving early in the morning. The goodbye was pretty emotional.
The following day I got the metro to the industrial incinerator that had been beautified by Hundertwasser before getting the metro to a place I had been recommended to get Wiener schnitzel. It was good, but I was completely stuffed after just a quarter of it. I took the rest back to the hostel. It would make a good two further meals. While I was in this area I also went to the top
of the Zoo for some views over Vienna. After dropping my doggy bag back at the hostel I made my way to the Danube Tower and its lovely surrounding park. The tower is the tallest in Austria affording fantastic views over Vienna. Although, Vienna isn’t as aesthetically impressive as I had expected it to be. Sure it has the odd gem e.g. the Hundertwasser transformations, but as far as views go, I have seen better.
I got an early night and was feeling a bit down about my new buddies having left. But I got talking to an Aussie girl, Sarah, who I was also sharing a dorm with.
The following day me and Sarah set off to do more sightseeing. We started by circling the museum quarter and the old town centre before getting the metro to the Imperial Palace with its fantastic gardens.
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