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 Germany’s large cities, such as Dresden, Nuremberg, 
          Leipzig, Frankfurt and Munich all have numerous markets, large and small. 
          In Munich, Marienplatz, the city’s central square, is a busy warren 
          of stalls. Crowds of marketgoers jostle one another for a look at a 
          crystal ornament, a piece of jewelry, or a hot sausage to go with the 
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![]() A sausage seller at the indoor market in the Zurich railroad station.  | 
          
![]() A little girl waits to be photographed with one of Innsbruck’s Giants in the Old Town, Innsbruck  | 
          
          Innsbruck, the capital of the state of Tirol, was once a powerful independent 
          state, and in the 15th century the seat of the Holy Roman Empire. Tirol 
          was divided at the end of World War I when the southern part was ceded 
          to Italy, and on a three-day weekend Innsbruck is overrun with Italians 
          up to shop at the Christmas market and to enjoy the Austrian hospitality. 
          Tiroleans are open and friendly to visitors.
          
          Skiers get out early on the northern and southern slopes surrounding 
          the city, the site of the 1964 and 1976 Winter Olympics. Snow bunnies 
          can ride up thousands of feet on the Hungerburg funicular and the ascent 
          of the cable car that would leave James Bond breathless. At the top, 
          there’s a splendid view of the city and a comfortable café-restaurant 
          from whence to watch the skiers glide down the mountainside.  
          
          Visitors don’t have to climb to the top of the mountain to visit 
          the spectacular Bergisel skijumping stadium on the outskirtsof the city. 
          Designed by Iraqi born Zaha Hadid in 2002, the ski jump is used in January 
          for a skiing event;  in the summer, athletes train on a special 
          plastic covering.
![]() A Bavarian Christmas decoration in Munich.  | 
          
But perhaps the real charm of Christmas markets 
          lies in the small towns and villages of Bavaria and Tirol. In Berchtesgaden, 
          a historic old market town  that has long been a winter and summer 
          resort, the past is both dead and alive. Berchtesgaden was a favorite 
          of Hitler’s. The houses occupied by Hitler and his Nazi henchmen 
          were all destroyed at the end of World War II, with the exception of 
          a hotel used by the Nazis. Tourists can visit Hitler’s bunkers 
          beneath the hotel, and nearby is a small museum reflecting Hitler’s 
          stay. The grim, gray Eagle’s Nest remains a curiosity, but more 
          for its precarious perch on the mountaintop than for its association 
          with the Nazis. The 20th century significance of the town is not mentioned 
          in brochures or by tourist organizations. The locals want this past 
          to stay dead.
          
          Faulkner’s words come alive, however, in 
          the curious ancient Christmas tradition on the feast day of St. Nicholas. 
          As a rule, children leave their shoes outside their bedroom doors on 
          the night of December 5th in anticipation of goodies left by St. Nick. 
          In Berchtesgaden, however, it’s the white-bearded Bishop Nicholas 
          who roams through the village accompanied by a crew of fearsome buttnmandl 
          and krampus, the former covered from head to tow in straw, the latter 
          in fur with both groups wearing hideous masks with a long red tongue 
          that frighten more than the village children. Attached to their backs 
          are enormous cow bells weighing up to 45 pounds that clank in cacophony 
          as they run through the village streets with long switches in hand. 
          Anyone in the path of these young men is subject to a blow on the legs 
          -- not a gentle one – and having black coal smeared on his or 
          her face. Sometimes a girl is cornered and pushed to the ground; a child 
          screams under the force of a blow to his legs.  This is a violent 
          reminder of a barbaric past, despite the concept that the original purpose 
          was to drive out evil spirits, so beware.
          
          Berchtesgaden still honors the coming of the Christ 
          child by ringing bells and Christmas shooting, a custom dating back 
          to the 17th century. Guns are fired every afternoon at 3 during the 
          week before Christmas, to the accompaniment of church bells.
          
          Not far from Berchtesgaden is Bad Reichenhall, a small spa town made 
          rich by its saline springs. In the early 20th century, King Ludwig I 
          of Bavaria built saltworks and a spa house in pseudo medieval style. 
          The special Christmas market in Bad Reichenhall, where the Reber bakery 
          and restaurant claim to make the original Mozartkugel (chocolate marzipan 
          balls) sold everywhere in Salzburg, is an indoor craft market held in 
          the graceful town hall in the second weekend of Advent.
          
          
          Ladies selling antique hand-made merry-go-rounds 
          at the Bad Reichenhall craft Christmas market.
          
          As silent as Berchtesgarden is noisy, the lovely 
          Fraueninsel (Isle of Women) Christmas market entices visitors from neighboring 
          towns. The island on the Chiemsee is populated by a beautiful old Benedictine 
          convent (now used as a school), a few hotels and restaurants, a handful 
          of charming cottages and, at Christmas time, a Christmas market sprawling 
          over the entire little island. Lit by candles and torches, the market 
          is a magical place, especially when snow falls. In the cemetery adjacent 
          to the convent, candles flicker in red glass containers beside each 
          grave. This custom is honored as well in the Berchtesgaden cemetery.
          
          Candles, nativity scenes, special pastries, wooden Christmas tree ornaments 
          and Christmas trees galore are part of the Bavarian, Tirolean and Swiss 
          traditions. In these regions, children are traditionally not allowed 
          to see their tree before sunset on Christmas Eve, but the decorations 
          and lights  everywhere, and the festive atmosphere of the Christmas 
          markets create excitement and anticipation that goes well beyond anything 
          commercial.  Christmas is still taken seriously here, and when 
          the bells ring out with the message of the Christ child on Christmas 
          Eve, everyone knows something special is about to happen.
          
          
          A Bavarian market stall selling Christmas  
          specialties. A puppet theatre for children is next door.
        
When You Go:
          
          United Airlines flies nonstop from the U.S. to Munich and Zurich. Swiss 
          International flies from New York nonstop to Zurich.  Lufthansa 
          flies from the U.S. to Munich.
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