Saturday, June 14, 1650. Noon.
Eichstatt proves to be an unusual town - to begin with, there is no town wall. And yet there are many beautiful buildings, a huge cathedral upon a large square (the Domplatz), and several stone buildings which represent a university, a hundred years old. The streets are full of young men carrying books, with many priests and - Andrej will take note - deacons who serve as professors of the university.
There seem to be no streets featuring the usual collection of artisans. There is a town market, selling those things which may be found under that heading on an equipment list (if you wish to buy something, let me know and I’ll generate a list this evening). Rather, there are many dorms or abbeys, which themselves have kitchens, where more than nine tenths of the town eats - both student and priesthood alike.
There appear also to be as many as six sizable libraries, and many small booksellers - as the party moves through the streets, the sound of working printing presses can be heard.
Two principal roads lead from Eichstatt - one that goes north, and one that travels to the east.