During the day I thought Quedlinburg was rather nice. However an evening stroll started to reveal an even more charming side to the city. The winding streets of half timbered buildings were the real highlight for me, bringing back fond memories of Tallinn.

There were lovely views from the Romanesque colligate church sitting on a hill in the centre of the city. My guidebook was glowing about its interior but I wouldn't say it was particularly remarkable, more just pleasant and simple inside. The castle area was really worthy of a slight climb and Hubert's recommendation for cheesecakes at Café Vincent is a suitable way to relax on the pleasant square next to the castle entrance.

If, like me, you fly into Germany and rely on public transport; Quedlinburg is one of the tougher WHS to get to as it sits at the end of a remote branch line on Germany's wonderful train system. This rather out the way local added to its charm for me. There were a few tourists around but they were mostly domestic, and I feel my German improved immensely through my bumbling conversations over a doily laden breakfast of cold meats and cheese.

I really liked Quedlinburg, it may not have the most astounding monuments however it is a rather fine urban ensemble, and being off the Anglophonic travel trail made this rather enjoyable for me.

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