The sun was out and the heat was intense, but there were still a lot of people bustling about the Schönbrunn Palace when we arrived there with the Metro. I was glad we did an audio guided tour through the Schönbrunn Palace because the inside of this building was truly magnificent.
The imperial gardens, fountains and courtyards were freely open to the public, so it felt like walking through a local park rather than a tourist destination because the number of joggers, families and lovebirds doing their thing dominated the number of tourists snapping away silly pictures of wild squirrels and noisy frogs.
After walking off our guilt of eating massive Wiener schnitzels consecutively for the last couple of days, we stopped by Schönbrunn Palace’s Café Residenz to try their world-famous combo; apfelstrudel, fresh cream and a cup of frothy milk coffee.
I had my hopes up for the apfelstrudel. I read so many positive reviews about it before coming here. It was somewhat disappointing when I took my first bite out of it though. It wasn’t mind-blowing, it was just ok. Eatable – that’s just my opinion. S loved his. I think up until this point, I never really realised how much I actually hate desserts with raisin in it.
The palace’s facade viewed from the garden was the most impressive sight. The entire place is big, grand, and lovely, but I can’t help but wonder if Sissi ever felt truly happy living in such an estate.