As I came to the end of my time as an Au Pair, I wrote a little letter to my successor with all my wisdom. I’m posting it here in the hopes that it can also be useful to anyone else who is considering becoming an Au Pair.
I would never have survived my three days in New York without strangers. Okay, maybe slightly dramatic, but the people I interacted with certainly nudged me in the right direction when I needed it most.
From photographers to navigators to new friends, be safe and always talk to strangers.
Helicopters, holidays to Mars, chainsaws, and puppies: learning a language is only as fun as you make it…
Between the affordable wontons, the secret bars, and the art gallery bunker, I’m surprised you’re not busy online now, booking your flights.
German is a brilliant language. And I will defend that to the grave.
It’s an intense, but rewarding experience as an Au Pair. I wouldn’t want to sugar coat it because it is tough; no one has ever said that looking after kids was easy, but you do it for those special moments when you feel privileged to be able to watch them grow up and to have had a hand, however small, in that development.
Back in November I wrote a blog post from the point of view of my, at the time, seven month old second cousin. Now, in Austria and Germany, we’re sharing our holiday with some long time family friends. Their seven year old daughter is my adopted sister, my partner in crime and my BBFF (best best friend forever).