I like to go exploring when I travel.  Even when I end up in a big city where there is plenty to see, there tends to be something to find on a backstreet.  Plus, I love history.  Which is how I found myself hiking through Vienna trying to find the Birgitta Chapel.

I knew nothing about the chapel.  I just knew it was in honor of St. Bridget of Sweden, and as a history nerd living in Sweden, that was enough for me.  I couldn’t even find any pictures online.  Looking back, I should have seen the warning signs.  But I was determined to see something that not many people see in Vienna.

Having scoured a map for nearby cross streets and subway stations, I managed to figure out where to go.  I thought.  An hour later I still hadn’t found the chapel. I was lost. Navigation has never been my strong point.  I retraced my steps and started again.  This time, after realizing I should practice my pronunciation of “wasser” if I was going to be able to continue, I had better luck.

I found the Birgitta Chapel in Vienna. Now you don’t have to.  The chapel had three doors. One of which had no handle.  The other two were locked.  It sits forgotten in the middle of a residential area full of high rise apartment buildings.  I love Scandinavian history and am always intrigued by the way Scandinavian historical figures have made an impact on other areas.  But even I was bored.  I took pictures because I had spent so much time getting there not because I necessarily wanted to remember the experience.

I always try to find a positive aspect to my adventures.  A beautiful building, the surrounding area, a friendly local.  Even when they go awry.  But Vienna has too many sites to offer.  The Birgitta Chapel isn’t one of them.