The truth about Fucking (the town in Austria)

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A few of you might have raised your eyebrows when Jeremy Clarkson outlined the trip itinerary on The Grand Tour last week. After starting off in Wank, the boys would proceed to Kissing, stop by in Petting, move on to Fucking before finishing off in Wedding. So was all that for real? Well as it turns out, yes.

Aguably the most offensive stop over on the journey, Fucking, is a small town in Austria with a population of just over 100 people. The local residents, or Fuckingers as they’re called (I’m completely serious here), were considerably bemused when they learnt the meaning of their village’s name when read in English, after British and American soldiers began to frequent the town after World War II – striking poses for photos in front of the Fucking road signs, as you would.

Nowadays, Fucking is especially popular among British tourists, with a local tour guide hilariously explaining that “The Germans all want to see Mozart’s house in Salzburg; the Americans want to see where The Sound of Music was filmed; the Japanese want Hitler’s birthplace in Braunau; but for the British, it’s all about Fucking.”

Augustina Lindlbauer, a Fuckinger herself and manager of a Fucking guesthouse, noted that the area had lakes, forests, and vistas worth visiting, but there was an “obsession with Fucking”, in particular. Lindlbauer also recalled how she had to explain to a British female tourist “that there were no Fucking postcards,” which would have been awkward.

Unsurprisingly, Fucking road signs were commonly stolen as souvenirs, with local residents forced to pay for the replacements through their taxes, at a cost of €300 per sign. The problem became so bad that a vote was even held on changing the village’s name, although the residents voted against doing so.

Mayor of Fucking, Siegfried Höppl, stated that it was decided to keep the name as it had existed for 800 years, and further stated that “Everyone here knows what it means in English, but for us Fucking is Fucking—and it’s going to stay Fucking.”

The spate of sign thefts continued, including the theft of all four signs in a single night, until the road signs were replaced with theft-resistant versions in 2005 – which were welded to steel and secured in concrete to prevent theft. Commander Schmitzberger, the local police chief, said that “We will not stand for the Fucking signs being removed. It may be very amusing for you British, but Fucking is simply Fucking to us. What is this big Fucking joke? It is puerile.”

But although tourists were no longer able to steal the Fucking road signs quite so easily, the town had to go one step further and install CCTV cameras in the vicinity of each one – in an attempt to deter summertime tourists from filming themselves fucking in front of the Fucking signs. Oh my.

So for those wondering what else there is to do in Fucking except for standing or fucking in front of the road signs? As it turns out, not very much at all.

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  1. I think they are missing out on a lucrative money making opportunity.
    a little booth at the side of the road with signs and post cards for sale …
    not to mention the potential for online sales!

  2. I heard that there is a Brewery in Germany, that produces “Fucking Hell” beer named after the town (much to their dismay), “Hell” being the southern German/Austrian variant of “Lager”. (It literally translates as “bright” as opposed to “dark” (“dunkel”). It too, seems to be very popular with Britisch tourists.

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