f you were going to build a movie set that looked like an old medieval town, this is what you would end up with. The maze of cobblestone streets, timber buildings peering over them, different colours everywhere and a church perched high on a hill.
You can imagine cameras on cranes sweeping across the marketplace, a catering truck hidden just out of shot near one of the town’s gates, a director shouting ‘cut’ as men in costumes ride their horses out of shot.
Everything is just so perfect, I think to myself as I wander through the town. But this is not a movie set, this is not a theme park or some artificial history world. This is the German town of Quedlinburg and it has been like this for centuries.