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January 22, 2016

Celebrating Carnival in Germany in Photos

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February kicks off the German carnival, or karneval, season. The carnival traditions are not exclusive to Germany, of course. Austria and Switzerland share many of the cultural roots as well, but I was fortunate enough to have had my very first Fasching experience in Bavaria.

The larger, most touristy celebrations that people know about are held in major cities such as Munich, Cologne, and Düsseldorf, but the traditions of each vary from region to region. Fasching is southern Germany’s (as well as Bavaria and Austria) Mardi Gras. Unlike the more traditional carnivals, the fasching celebrations take place before lent and what I quickly learned and had fun experiencing was that this occasion was all about letting go and partying up.

Outside of Berlin, I always considered the German to be quite reserve and conservative. Unlike my Latino culture, many of my German friends are less boisterous. What I didn’t realize was that Fasching was one time when all those ideals are thrown to the wayside to the point where even I couldn’t keep up!

Getting there

Arrive through Frankfurt for easier train access. This vibrant city felt a lot like New York to me with its tall buildings and city lights. Not being proficient in German was not a problem, I was able to navigate through this pedestrian and tourist-friendly city and all its businesses, without a hitch. I will say, their subway tunnels can be a bit tricky. I had a moment where I was confused as to which train tunnel to enter through to take my train back to the outskirts, where my hotel was, and no map in hand nor friendly stranger was able to help. Lucky for me, there is a customer service center right in the station to help with inquiries, maps, and schedules.

I was only in Frankfurt for a night, so I can’t really say I saw a lot except that it is a beautiful city, especially at night and especially on a nice evening when you can take it all in by walking around.

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Off the beaten path

Though most guides will direct visitors to the festivities happening in the bigger cities in Germany, I discovered a lot more traditional norms to experience in the smaller towns and villages. Granted, language is a challenge and I didn’t venture into the Black Forest alone. It helps to have a guide not only for language help, but also to explain the cultural nuances along the way.

It’s also important to note that although train travel through Germany, and really through Europe in general is fairly convenient, there are certain destinations where you’ll need a car as they aren’t as accessible any other way. Most visitors will join in on tour groups with a hired car, driver, and guide.

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Schramberg

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I visited two towns, though there are many, celebrating Fasnet. Schramberg is known for its city-wide Hanselspring.

People arrive to line the side of the small cobblestone streets long before the parade is scheduled to begin and in true German form, everything is perfectly on time. The mayor and other local officials gather on a platform overlooking the festivities as crowds cheer while the sound of music fills the air. Masked women, men, and children parade while jumping and sounding their Geschell (bells), through the city. It is both eerie and beautiful.

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Some of them held long sticks with pretzels ringed around them. The pretzel, a symbol of lent isn’t really considered a religious sign in this occasion, though the parade doesn’t kick-off until the ceremonial blessing of the pretzels is completed after which they are passed around to anyone who accurately recites a festive chant, resembling a form trick-or-treating for pretzels. I had no idea what the chants meant, but I gave it a go and eventually was rewarded with my very own pretzel prize. About 25,000 pretzels are distributed this way every year.

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The Da Bach na Fahrt, a race during which local men and women sail down the icy-cold Schiltach River in remodeled laundry tubs are the festivities that continue on the following day. Contestants decorate their tubs however they chose, usually to commemorate anything from a favorite movie to a favorite brand and the rules are simple: participants must be born and raised in Schramberg. I watched in awe as contestants attempted to sail their makeshift barges over the river, many of them falling in in the process. Spirits were free and it was epic to witness.

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My second parade destination was Rottweil, where the 2.5-hour Narrensprung (parade) included horseback riders, a town band, fools, and other characters which crossed the city’s Black Gate in the early chilly morning.

What I remember most about this city are the colorful streets, as well as the diverse hats of the special guests attending. The sun had yet to completely rise or break through the morning fog yet there was such a festive energy in the air it was easy to forget, if only for a short moment, how incredibly cold it was.

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During the festivities, you will hear people greet each other in a way that seems peculiar to those unfamiliar with the tradition. It consists of a funny sound and everyone, from high-level politicians to community members take part in this practice, the idea being that the same greetings, even if just during the festivities, reminds us all that everyone is equal. Meals aren’t lavish either, consisting simply of the traditional dish of lentil and pasta called Linsenessen.

I spent a lot of my time during my visit in silence and awe of much of what I witnessed before me. It shattered any preconceptions I had and revealed another side of German culture I didn’t know existed. I suppose at one point my faced really showed my amazement as I stood next to several dignitaries present, causing the wife of one of the mayors to turn to me and say, “It’s quite out of character for us Germans, I know. But don’t worry. After this week, we will all go back to normal again.”

And a part of me hoped that it was only partially true.

 

Also read: Exploring Germany Off the Beaten Path.

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Carol Cain

Brooklyn native Carol is happiest when on an adventure, whether close to home or farther away. She is a small business owner and travel writer. In addition to creating Girl Gone Travel, she is the Founder and Principal of Brave World Media, a social media marketing, communications, and branding agency. She's mom to three wonderful sons and wife to a handsome Irish/Scot. She lives, works, and plays in the beautiful Finger Lakes region of NY.

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4 Comments
  • Rachel Gault (@rachelgault)
    February 12, 2016

    Those masks are SO creepy but this looks like a really cool festival to experience!

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    • caincarol
      Rachel Gault (@rachelgault)
      February 12, 2016

      The sound of the bells as they walk down the street with those masks on adds to the creepyness, but so, so fun!

      Reply
  • Joe Fink
    January 30, 2018

    top! our son oscars first FASNET !!! Thanks!

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    • caincarol
      Joe Fink
      January 30, 2018

      Fun!!!

      Reply

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