Travel: Enjoy a real German Christmas and much more besides in Bavaria

Jesusmay have been born in Bethlehem but Christmas was born inGermany. Or at least, much of what we mean by Christmas.

The tree? That’s German. The decorations on the tree? They’re German. Advent calendars? German. Mulled wine? German. Gingerbread? Egyptian, actually, but popularised by Germany. The country should be added to our thank-you list every year: it has defined so much of how Christmas looks and tastes and smells and feels.

And nowhere in Germany does Christmas quite like Bavaria. It’s the 100 percent proof version, the undiluted, unadulterated essence of the thing. So it’s fair to say it’s worth a visit at this time of year.

But the same happens to be true for those who hate Christmas. Because Bavaria is no theme park, and its towns and cities are no museums. There is energy and vitality here, stories behind every half-timbered wall, characters and colour everywhere. There is even a healthy dose of the subversive and the fresh and the new and the youthful.

An hour and a half by aeroplane from Heathrow is Frankfurt. A couple of hours’ drive from Frankfurt isRothenburg ob der Tauber, the first stop on our tour. Picture a fairytale medieval European town and Rothenburg is what you see. There is probably a good reason for this: the town in Disney’s original Pinocchio is based on it. Rothenburg is powerfully evocative of a bygone age, and was beloved by the Romantics of the 19th century from Britain and elsewhere. Today, the few thousand who live within its city walls go to extraordinary lengths to preserve the place.

Rothenburg个性和personalit镇ies. Among them is Albert Thürauf, whose family have been making wine for four generations. There are surely no better circumstances in which to taste wine than with the peerlessly authoritative and aridly amusing Herr Thürauf in his candlelit barrel-lined cellar, the grapes grown just around the corner. Hisrestaurantoffers satisfyingly rich and chunky Bavarian fare, too.

Then there isSweets Company. It may cater for younger tastes but Michi, Franz and Johannes approach the humble lollipop like a work of art: watching one being made by hand is quite mesmerising. Over the road isLeyk Light Houses, selling exquisitely crafted miniature dwellings lit from inside. A short stroll later and there'sKäthe Wohlfahrt: to walk through its doors is to enter what feels like an entirely different dimension, a seemingly endless universe where Christmas is everywhere forever. But it’s no palace of plastic: wooden toys and decorations abound, beautifully crafted and painted, keeping centuries of tradition alive. There’s even an in-store museum exploring the history of Christmas in Germany and its influence on the wider world.

One part of the German Christmas with which we may be less familiar is the Snowball. Quite why it has failed to make its way into our celebrations is a mystery: it is a simple but wondrous creation, essentially made by frying pastry. Your arteries may not thank you but your tastebuds will.Bakery Friedelhas been making them since 1882; the man in charge is Walter Friedel, the latest family member to take on the role. It’s worth seeking him out; he’s a most engaging fellow.

So far, so conventional. But a more surprising attraction in such a meaty part of the world isLandwehr-Bräu am Turm, which serves vegetarian food with all the depth and deliciousness of its more traditional neighbours. The Käsespätzle, a time-honoured dish in its own right, comes recommended.

Then a walk into the past with theNight Watchman, played on this occasion with alluring mystery and dark wit by Hans Georg Baumgartner. Wearing medieval attire and wielding a Hellebarde, he brought the dark alleys to life as he led us through Rothenburg’s historic heart. Moral: maybe the old days weren’t so good after all.

After that, we needed a drink. Rothenburg has much expertise in that regard, with Simon Kistenfeger ofMucho Amoreager to share his love and knowledge of cocktails. Whatever your taste or level of experience, he will create your ideal drink. The man knows what he’s doing.

So that’s Rothenburg. Book early, avoid weekends and visit the week before Christmas if you can.

A couple of hours on a coach and you're in Bayreuth. Lovers of Wagner will find much to enjoy, and theMargravial Opera Houseis about as breathtaking as such places get. But less known is its thriving street-art scene, which inspires the decor at theUrban Art Hotel. A tour of the neighbouringMaisel breweryis a must, given the importance of beer to Bavarian life over the centuries. Its associated restaurant is a joyous place, too: enter into the spirit of things with a dessert of beeramisu. And not forgetting the festive, Bayreuth Winter Village is a warming wooden enclave in the town centre, gluhwein flowing merrily.

Our final stop was Nuremberg, an hour or so on the train. It blends the past and present in exemplary fashion: it is a thriving and modern place with a deep history, rebuilt after the war with sensitivity, retaining picturesque vistas without being in hock to bygone eras.Albrecht Durer’s houseis a major attraction but Nuremberg also happens to be the gingerbread capital of Europe, and a Lebkuchen-making course atCookionistais an entertaining, fragrant and tasty way to spend an afternoon. Dinner at the fresh and contemporaryFrank’nessis a fine way to end the day.

So Bavaria goes big on Christmas. That much is clear. And if you love Christmas, you’ll love Bavaria. But there’s so much more to enjoy, too. It’s the Christmas gift that keeps on giving.

Peter Ormerod stayed atHotel Rappenin Rothenburg,Hotel Lohmuhlein Bayreuth andHotel Victoria在纽伦堡。他飞了德国汉莎航空公司from Heathrow and was a guest of theGerman National Tourist Board.