On our fall trip to Vienna and the Czech Republic, I had a fabulous time hunting for ladies room doors. Sadly, I didn’t do a good job of documenting the locations of those doors. With apologies, I present you the above sign from somewhere in Vienna.The sign indicates that the toilets are downstairs (which seems to be where bathrooms usually are in both countries).
I like the simplicity of the sign below, but not sure where in Austria I found it.
And talk about simple! Look at the F below. We know what it means, and it has a bit of spunk to it.
This door leads to bathrooms at the Hofburg-Imperial Palace. Cliff set this one up, announcing, “You’ve got to get that guy’s bottom in the picture.”
At the palace, I learned of the mysterious Emperess Sisi, a Princess Diana-like figure in some ways.
Sisi was murdered after shopping for presents for her grandchildren. Yikes! Made me think twice about picking up presents for Maze and Emmie.
You can even buy Sisi figurines in a variety of sizes at the gift shop. My friend Judy, who knows more about Sisi than I do, reports that Sisi handled menopause with the help of cocaine. Now that’s an idea.
By St. Stephen’s Cathedral, Cliff and I sat at the Konditorei Bistrou. Loved the bells tolling from the church, and my ladies room visit introduced me to a bathroom in creamsicle colors!
Cliff and I, for the first time, navigated the European train system and arrived in Melk, Austria. Among other adventures here, we sailed on the Danube. Here’s the ladies room door on the boat.
Sailing on the Danube felt like living a dream.
After two beers, I decided I’d better switch to spritzers.
The Melk Abbey is magnificent, the largest abbey in Austria.
We stayed at the Hotel Donaublick in Melk. Note the sweetness of their ladies room door.
With some naughty inside the ladies room.
In Salzburg, we took The Sound of Music Tour. You can read about it here, on Friend for the Ride. I found this sign near the entrance to Mirabell Gardens, where Maria and the children sing Do-re-mi and march around the fountain.
This is a sign at the Hohensalzburg Fortress above Salzburg.
We had a lovely dinner at the cafe overlooking the city.
Love this plain sign at Mozart’s house. I also liked learning about Mozart’s mother, who deftly handled an eccentric husband and son.
We stopped into the McDonald’s in Salzburg (in search of hot chocolate for me) and found quite creative bathroom signs.
You have to pay to get into the bathrooms, but you then receive a coupon saving you fifty cents or so off your next purchase. Fair deal.
No clue where I snapped this sign.
On our last night in Vienna, we attended a concert at St. Charles Church.
A university nearby offered its bathrooms to concertgoers. This was quite an eventful potty stop as two women, a bit younger than I, were in gales of laughter. I’ve never heard women laugh so hard anywhere in my life. They spent the entire bathroom visit in hysterics. Even if I could speak German, I wouldn’t have known what they were laughing about because they never stopped long enough to utter a word.
To life and laughter and ladies room doors!