I feel about 1,000 times better than I did two days ago, because I was offered a new au pair job and I accepted it! Beata and her Lebenspartner, Helmut, invited me to Helmut’s house in the Alps for the weekend. It was a short weekend because I had to work until two on Saturday and be back by seven on Sunday night, but it was enough to erase any doubt that this family would be my best option. 
 
Beata and Helmut met me at the train station in Nesselweg. The train was like a bus, you had to press a button and request a stop. When we got to the house I met baby Julia and her nanny Christina. Julia is just about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. She can walk, although cautiously, and she loves to talk but not in any language. Her hair is growing in like a mowhawk and she has four teeth. Christina is an older lady who is going back to Poland next week because of her back problems.

We made a vegetable pizza for dinner and for dessert Helmut taught me how to make this traditional German wine foam thing (I forgot the name) which was good but strong. So I slept really well. They usually rent out the apartment upstairs, but since there were no renters this weekend I got to spend the night there.

In the morning we bundled Julia up and put her in her stroller to go to the bakery and take a tour of Nesselweg, which took about five minutes. It’s the kind of town where you stop and say Grüß Gott should you cross paths with another human. After breakfast we drove over to the airfield where Helmut gives flying lessons. Christina, Beata, and I took turns flying with him in his tiny two-person plane and keeping an eye on Julia who was sleeping in the car. I was a little scared and a lot nauseous when the wind started rocking the plane, but it was still really fun. I got a lot of good pictures of the Neuschwanstein Castle, the one built by the crazy kind Ludwig and the model for the castle in the beginning of every Disney movie.

After everyone had a turn flying we said good bye to Helmut and drove back to Putzbrunn. Julia started crying during the drive. She was in the backseat with Christina, then she sat in my lap and calmed down. After showing me the apartment in Putzbrunn, Beata drove me back to Gauting, and I got back in time to babysit these brats. But it’s a lot less miserable now knowing that my days of this Scheiß are numbered.