VIENNA PHOTO DUMP!!!!!
Or: The day Shame Sandwich turned into a mini travel blog š„°
Welcome to Shame Sandwich, where Megan feels equal parts shame and glee in sharing hilarious personal thought rants every Friday. Sometimes on shame, sometimes shame infused, and other times, nothing to do with shame. Warning: Usually very sweary. Enjoy responsibly.
Once upon a time there was a woman-child named Megan Lee who decided to give her readers whiplash every week.
Well, not intentionally.
I think that distinction is important.
Some weeks this Megan Lee writes observations. Sometimes, she writes dark poetry, sliding into places you didnāt know she inhabited. Other times, she egregiously overshares personal stories. Occasionally, she gives terrible life advice.
One thing is certain, she can never seem to write in the exact same format every week.
Sometimes the topic is serious.
Sometimes the topic is lighthearted.
Sometimes the topic is deep.
Sometimes the topic is entertaining.
The only thread of familiarity holding these scraps together?
Unhinged vulnerability.
And swearing.
This bitch swears like a nutered nun ā lmao.
The point isā¦
Megan Lee is fiercely committed to showing up week after week in naked dripping ā what youāve never dripped naked? honesty.
AND THIS WEEK IS NO DIFFERENT.
Also wtf is up with all of my 3rd person intro??????
Hiiiiiiii, itās me, Iām the problem Megan Lee, and Iām writing in the first fucking person from now on. š
Which means that THIS WEEK, Shame Sandwich is going to turn into aā¦ hands out neck bracesā¦ mini Travel Blog!!!!!! š
So secure your dicks and strap down your breasts hang on tight because this Shame Sandwich adventure is about to take off.
Damn. That was a whiplash intro wtf. š
STORYTIME.
Once upon a time, I started dating this incredible man. Which happened to be in February of last year. And for this chronically single small small-breasted woman WAIT DID MY SMALL TITS HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH MY SERIAL SINGLE STATUS that was cataclysmically a big deal.
Our dating origin story included us taking ballroom dancing lessons together I KNOW I CANNOT GET OVER THE SWOON EFFECT EITHER and it was SO much fun. š„¹
Flash forward to a couple of weeks later and I got a phone call.
I was working at my desk when my phone lit up.
It was him.
Me: Hey!
Him: Megan, guess what??? I just got off the phone with my colleague, sheās getting married in Vienna on NYEās and weāre invited AND ā theyāre going to be doing the Viennese Waltz! Weāre going to Vienna for a New yearās Eve wedding and weāre going to be dancing the Viennese Waltz!!!!
Me: HOLY FUCKING HELL WEāVE NOT EVEN BEEN DATING FOR 6 WEEKS AND HEāS COMMITTING TO BEING WITH ME IN 9 MONTHS?! HE HASNāT EVEN SEEN ME ANGRY DRIVING YET MUCH LESS HANGRY NOT TO MENTION THE COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF SHAME SANDWICH LODGED DEEP INSIDE MEā¦ DAMN THIS MAN IS EITHER INSANE OR THE BEST THING THATāS EVER HAPPENED TO ME ā ā¦ oh my god are you serious??? That is AMAZING!!!
Him: Yes Iām SO excited!
Me: !!! HOLY FUCKING HELL me too!!!!!
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And that, my dear reader, is how I found out I would be spending a week in Vienna over New Yearās.
With my man.
At a fairytale wedding.
Dancing the Viennese Waltz.
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Not going to lie. I had several panicked thought moments in the 9 months leading up to the trip ofā¦
'āTHIS MAN BOOKED FLIGHTS AND HOTELS AND STILL HAS NOT SEEN THE FULL EFFECT OF THE SHAME SANDWICH NOOSE I CARRY AROUND MY NECK HOW THE FUCK DO I POP THAT CHERRY??????? š«£ā
Thankfully, little by little, Iāve started to lower my verrrrrrrrry hard-to-lower walls and have been met with nothing but kindness and compassion from him. š„¹š
ANYWHO.
On with the trip!!!!!
We arrived in Vienna the Saturday after Christmas with enough luggage to strain a U-Haul. I mean, how else is one supposed to pack???
I packed 11 pairs of shoes and regret nothing.
Except for the fact that I didnāt get to wear all of my shoes.
Tragic.
However, I had options at my disposal and that is what matters!
I donāt know about you but I must have outfit options when I pack.
I donāt know who I will be when Iām in a new city! I cannot be locked down into picking outfits for days that have not yet happened yet.
Hence, 2 beefy checked suitcases.
But again, no regrets.
Soā¦ Vienna!
First offā¦ it is a GORGOUS city.
The architecture alone makes you want to be fucked against its imperial ledges.
Every place your eye wanders is met with spasming displays of design beauty.
No two buildings or shops or cafes are alike.
Each one is majestically stunning.
And I adored it all!!!!!!
You know what else I adored?
The GlĆ¼hwein.
WHY ISNāT THIS AS BIG OF A THING HERE IN THE US?!
Itās what we call āmulled wineā hereā¦ that delicious spiced and WARM wine.
Oh my god I LOVED it.
And it was also basically a necessity because Vienna was fucking FREEZING. š
Pretty sure my bra needs mending because my nipples were fully erect and boring holes into my bra due to the cold.
I know I shouuuuuuuld be used to the cold living where I do.
But I am not. š°
Which is why I extra loved the GlĆ¼hwein.
You know what else I loved?
THE SAUSAGES!!!!!!
I could eat those every day and be the happiest sausage you ever met.
Add mayo and saurkraut?!
SINFULLY delicious.
The best part is there are street vendors selling them anytime you need one!
Which is often.
Also, can we talk about the European cafe culture?
UGH!!!!!!!!!!!
Iām obsessed.
And the coffee really is top-tier over there. To be fair I donāt know the ass end from the top of a coffee bean or what makes āgoodā coffee all I know is thatā¦ I fucking loved it. I had a white chocolate mokka drink and WOW. Twas the best caffeinated drink Iāve ever let into my mouthhole.
HOLY HELL-SACKS DID YOU SEE THE TWO ^HANDS IN THAT PHOTO?!
Allow me to officially introduce you toā¦ my man. š„¹
But firstā¦ mini storytime.
A couple of weeks before we left for Vienna, my partner said he was looking for a photographer to capture candid shots of us while in Vienna.
And yes ladies, I had to peel my jaw off the floor.
How fucking ROMANTIC and THOUGHTFUL and SWEET is that?!?!?!?!?!?!
And so, my man arranged for a local photographer to take photos of us, capturing memories of us in Vienna, that I will cherish forever. š„¹
Without further ado, here he is. ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
During our stay, we wandered down cozy streets in search of our next cafe, laughed an infinite amount of times, watched the magificent Lipizzan horses, slept in till noon, stayed up until the sun rose, got dressed to the nines, celebrated an incredible couple getting married, danced the Viennese Waltz as we rang in the new year, ate all the sausage, and made the bestest memories.
It truly was such a magical tripā¦ ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø
And hereās to a magical 2026!
May it be full of love and light and adventure and laughter and fucking.
But only the good kind of fucking.
Happy Friday!!!!!
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-M
p.s. - I hope you enjoyed this mini travel blog newsletter!!!!! Itās so fun to be able to share this trip with my newsletter fam. š„¹
p.p.s - HAPPY OFFICIAL NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I seriously hope you have the bestest year. Iām rooting for you. āØā¤ļøš
From the bottom of my tiny tits, thank you for being here. If these words made you feel, it would mean the world if you could tap the lil āheartā, leave a comment or share this. š¤
My god that actually made me teary it was so great, particularly the picture of you holding the sausage sammie. ā¤ļø
Where are the gondolas? You went all the way to Vienna and not a single picture of a canal or a gondola!
Oh, thatād be Venice. Never mind.