I don't know if it was just in my large city there, but when I lived in Austria for the best part of the year, as a student, I was amazed to find that self-service laundrettes seemed not to exist at all. I didn't have a washing machine in my small flat and asked the Austrians I knew how people without a WM did their laundry. They directed me to something that appeared to be a dry-cleaner that also did everyday normal washing on your behalf as a souped-up service wash - but they were talking about prices of the equivalent of about £1 per item (including pants) as if this was entirely reasonable - and this was over 20 years ago.
I'm not necessarily saying that the businesses were charging unreasonable prices for the extensive full-laundry service that their customers might have wanted, but it was certainly way too overwrought and expensive for me as a student. In the end, one of the teachers at the school where I was studying took pity on me and very kindly did regular loads of washing for me - I was very grateful but felt guilty and annoyed that I hadn't had a straightforward option to do it myself.
Another thing there that I was much aggrieved by was that almost all of the parking spaces in and around the city were chargeable for up to 90 minutes before you had to move your car (no feeding/renewing the meter), unless you were a local resident, in which case you could buy a very much cheaper annual permit and park in one of those same spaces for as long as you liked, for no extra cost. I asked what I needed to do as a local resident to buy a permit and was told that, as a foreigner, I simply wasn't allowed to.
Thankfully, I lived near the hospital. Unlike the UK, Austria clearly sees the outrage in making people pay when they have to visit the hospital, so their car park was free and unlimited. I wasn't proud of it, but I genuinely had not other practical options available to me.
One small thing that really impressed me, though, was the honesty system - even in the city - of attaching bags of newspapers to lamp-posts with money pots for you to take one and leave your payment. There's no way that wouldn't be abused - papers set fire to or strewn all around and the money stolen - in most UK cities.
I also loved the automated 24-hour bottle 'paying-in' machines at the small supermarkets, where you'd just put your empty glass bottle on the little conveyor belt, it would spring into action, take your bottle inside and issue you with a refund ticket for your deposit, to use next time against your next lot of shopping. Sadly, again, they would just get played with and wrecked in much of urban Britain - bored teenagers would send dog poo or fireworks into them, or the very skinny ones might even try to ride in on them themselves.