I first saw Before Sunrise when I was the perfect age to revel in the idea of a spontaneous, romantic romp through Europe while backpacking. It’s a film that ages really well, partly because it dives much deeper than the level of a weekend fling and goes on to launch a really honest trilogy about how love evolves over time.
While in Vienna, I wanted to see how much of the couple’s weekend adventure I could retrace. Like most movies with this kind of plot (Ferris Bueller, you’re the worst!), their chronological route is inefficient and borderline impossible, but still takes you through quite a bit that’s worth seeing in Vienna.