Road Trip to Fucking, Austria – No, Really, the Town of Fucking in Austria

When I discovered there was a town named Fucking in Austria, I knew I had to visit. No, I didn’t get any Fucking postcards and I was unable to have a Fucking beer, but it was a quick and fun Fucking road trip. Okay, the pronunciation is actually “Fooking” and the jokes must get f*cking tiresome for the 100 or so Fucking villagers, but as I had a rental car, time to spare before Oktoberfest, and an interest in Fucking that day, I decided it was worth the extra mileage to go see the Fucking town.

My journey took me from Zurich, through Liechtenstein, down the beautiful E60 through Innsbruck and the middle of Austria, and then North towards Salzburg. Unfortunately, my GPS couldn’t find the Fucking town, so I found myself off-roading through a Fucking farmer’s field before actually reaching Fucking. The Fucking town is nothing more than a short Fucking road through Fucking houses and fields, but it was a beautiful location and I felt bad for the Fucking villagers having to deal with all the tourists in their Fucking town. Apparently, their Fucking sign gets stolen and tourists do lewd things in the Fucking town so often that the people of Fucking wanted to rename the town Fugging. Unfortunately, 200 miles away there is already a town name Fugging so the people of Fucking are stuck with their Fucking town name.

View from Fucking Austria

I actually quite liked the town of Fucking and found the scenery in the area absolutely beautiful. Not wanting to disturb the Fucking villagers, I took a couple quick photos on my tablet (Canon S100 broke the day prior) from the car and then made by way to Salzburg for the night. Fucking, Austria was named in 1195 and I believe the people of Fucking should be proud of their Fucking town!