*Preface* I spent a year in Germany as an Au Pair from 2010-2011 (I was 19-20 years old at the time). I tried my best to blog nightly but some days I was just too worn out! I always refer to my work there as ‘The hardest job I’ve ever loved’. Twenty year old me will post those blog entries here from time to time, to share my story with those of you who may not have known me back in those days. Happy reading! (I will occasionally add tidbits in that I didn’t originally write. These gems will be in parentheses notated with a *) The children’s names have been changed and the parents are S. and K.
April 7th, 2010
Wow, I just can’t believe this really happened/is happening!
I had a great flight with no problems at all-everything ran smoothly! I did struggle to sleep, and that is never ideal on overseas flights.
(*I was picked up at the airport by S., all by himself. At this point everything my friends had mentioned about sex traffickers came to mind and I was a little nervous. I felt better that there was a car seat in the back of the old BMW Station Wagon, and that we spoke to his wife on speaker phone on the way to the house. But…that could all be a front. He could have hired actors and bought a car seat. The further into the countryside we drove the more my mind tried to convince me that this was it. The end. Luckily I did not get murdered or sold into a sex trade.)
The family is absolutely adorable. S. and K. are so nice and accommodating, and the children are just too sweet! Clara (4) kept asking me to help her with things while getting ready for bed. We looked through her prayer book together and I pointed out words and said them in English and she would say them in German. Unfortunately she just rattles away to me in German and I feel terrible because I have no clue what she is saying! I have to turn to K. and say…“alright…what did she say?” And Lukas (2) just smiles and giggles when I talk to him. The baby (Elle, 3 mo) is no problem, of course. She is just an infant and doesn’t say anything.
The house looks different from all of the others in the area, and S. says it is because it was built in the Bulgarian style rather than Bavarian. The village nearby is SO German and adorable. It’s really quaint and all of the buildings are white with wooden supports. I can’t wait to explore and take photos. Right outside my bedroom window I can see the Bavarian alps, because the house is right at the base of them. The peaks are still snow capped because the snow only stopped falling last week. Most of the time there is a nice breeze coming off of those mountains. I wore a dress today and it felt AMAZING outside. My room is just precious and I even have my own kitchenette and bathroom. For breakfast my first morning in Germany S. bought fresh croissants and they were so flaky and mouthwatering! For lunch we had a ‘traditional’ German meal for springtime: Boiled potatoes, boiled asparagus with butter sauce, prosciutto, turkey and cheese. The coffee maker is definitely something to write home about. I can choose from coffee, espresso, a latte macchiato or cappuccino every time I make coffee.
More about the house: Its BEAUTIFUL. The garden is gorgeous and the grass is so green! There is an iron gate that has to open so you can make your way up the driveway, a four car garage and storage space that is roughly the size of my parents’ house. The house is four stories including the bottom ‘basement’ level. On the bottom floor there is a Sauna, small laundry room, fitness room/spare bedroom, industrial laundry room, restaurant style kitchen, and a two part storage space. The elevator starts in the basement and will take you to the top of the house, passing the main floor, ‘Grandma’s Floor’, and finally the top level which is where everyone sleeps. K. bakes fresh bread every day and makes her own jam too. So far, so good!
Jet lag is really getting to me, and my new life as an Au Pair is already wiping me out so I will report back later!