On the eighth day of Christmas my Bavarian friend gave to me: eight romping reindeer.
In a sign that all things come full circle, including dungarees, the eight reindeer that were first penned in 1823 in the USA, have become a part of Christmas here in Bavaria. From accordion players in the tiled tunnels of certain underground stations belting out ‘Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer’, to the Märchenwald (enchanted forest) Christkindlmarkt in the Munich’s Residence where artificial models of them can be found, reindeer have become synonymous with Christmas.
Two of the reindeer in that original piece, in a nod to their German heritage, were given the names Donner and Blitzen (Thunder and Lightning).
Speaking of Rudolph, our number nine of Bavarian traditions, he has a very German sounding name. If the reindeer were completely American, he’d be a Randall or Robert. As an aside, only the Germans would be smart enough to have a contingency plan like Rudolph.