We stopped for a snack, not because we were feeling hungry, but because the sign drew us in.
The proprietress of the establishment was totally in character at all times. 
She evidentially never left the middle ages. She abused us when we asked for a knife with which to cut our meat pie. “Any traveler know better than to travel without a knife and all utensils. I will lend you mine, but I had better get it back!” We were sure to return it to the proper place…
The food was good, too.
Even rain spouts on the top of the buildings were fun.
I guess it stays cold here a lot, since the restaurants put out blankets for you to use while you eat. This one was a fancy eatery.
Luckily the old town was small enough for us to get around because when the street signs look like this, you sure could go around in circles.
We came across a very small church with this on it’s door:
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