Day 10 – Viennese Bank Holiday

It was our third day here today and we’re yet to see an open shop. We have been informed that it is a bank holiday which would explain how nearly all of the shops, bars and restaurants were closed yesterday and further to my amazement today also. It still baffles me how in today’s culture there are businesses that will still close on a Sunday because it’s ‘Gods’ day. 

We decided to have a wonder around near our accommodation in the morning for breakfast as it was quite a walk to the city centre. We found an appropriately named English place called ‘Point of Interest’ which did every nationalities type of breakfast, as I ran my finger down the menu there it was, ‘Pos English’. No idea what it meant but saw the word bacon and knew we were in. With my order came a selection of three beverages…


Tiff had a latte with no handles and my food also came as a three piece…


Smashed it down, lovely stuff, 8.5/10. An extra rasher may have bumped it up to a 9 but who knows?

There were still a few sights we wanted to see today but didn’t fancy much of a walk so we rented bikes from the hostel. We had to learn the road etiquette very quickly but 10 minutes in I knew I’d cracked it. Tiff noticed a monument and wanted a picture with it…


This was a lovely picture of a horse. There was also a nice looking statue behind it too. I asked Tiff to take a photo of me doing my best wheelie…


Next we headed for the park as we thought it would be nice to cycle around. It was. We then stopped at a German beer garden where I took this potential profile picture of Tiff eating apple strudel…


I’m still not sure why she brought her own apron out with her. I had something called a schnitzel which could easily be described as a battered pork chop…


Despite looking like something served at a Wetherspoons in Rotherham it was actually one of the nicest meals I’ve had in Vienna. Proper tasty. I ate the whole thing and felt as full as a lorry exceeding its weight limit. To celebrate I placed my hands above my head for a few seconds and muttered, “Stick a fork in me our kid, I’m done.” 


We could hear a violin playing from the garden area so went to check it out, it was a lovely serenade…


For dinner I managed to persuade Tiff to go to an English bar that was showing the Chelsea v West Ham game. It was disappointing because I was hoping to hear Gary Nevilles excellent punditry on his return to Monday Night Football however all I got was some heavy rock music instead of commentary and a screen so far away you would need a telescope to see…


Tiff had chicken nuggets and I had a chicken wrap with no nonsense. It was good for the price. We were leaving for Budapest quite early and needed to be up for about six in the morning and with Tiff developing a mild woman’s cold thought it best to head back early. 

Final thought on Vienna: probably ok if you don’t go on a bank holiday.

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