When I visited GameBill in Vienna, on the first night we feasted on pork.
Schweizerhaus Stelze, in fact.

Grilled pig leg. A big hit. To your arteries.
On the second day, it rained. But we feasted on
Sacher Torte,

and later a giant 2 meter long wurst at
Centimeter, along of course with a maß bier.

(Even I was full, after biting THAT big one.)

On the third day, it was beautiful, and we rode bikes, rented at these "Citybike" kiosks.

We had a nice break for a bottle of
Grüner Veltliner. (Note the label. I just can't IMAGINE where the whole "Bruno" stereotype comes from. Not that that is BAD thing, anyway. Vienna is just a free-thinking sort of place....)
Does the ridiculous label say "Martinshop". I feel a little embarrassed. And I am half-Austrian, too.
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