There are lots of options for workaway
holidays, most of which I had heard of like summer camps, Au pair-ing,
working on farms and living with families exchanging childcare or lessons for
food and board. I looked into all of these and was a little unsure really. For
one thing I’m not exactly the most physically fit person, I couldn’t see myself
on a farm! Summer camps seem a bit full on – my friend did Camp America a few
years ago and although she loved it and the experience was invaluable, she was
wrecked the whole time; late nights and early mornings, constantly looking
after children. I just couldn’t do it.
Basically I was desperate to travel (just
like nearly every other person my age). I had trained last year to teach
English as a second language with the aim to teach abroad and travel. Half way
through the course (a four week intensive) I decided NOPE, not interested.
Out of nowhere, at the start of January an
opportunity came up. My Uncle (step mum’s brother), hereby known as S, knew someone who wanted a
native English speaker to stay with her in Berlin for a month to teach her
English. I couldn’t believe how perfect this was. My aunt (mum’s sister), known now as N, lives
in Berlin, as well as S, so I would know
people in the city, I would get to travel and see the world, and I would be
getting valuable work experience. So, after a few emails back and forth with
the woman, A, asking for someone to stay, I accepted, booked tickets and flew to
Germany.
That’s where this blog begins, being in
Germany. I’ll try to document my whole time here, from the experience of
working away, to living with strangers, German culture, and basically
everything else.
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