Travelling parent Pia Volk doesn’t know where home is
I’m not a beautiful hypocrite lost for words.
Where in the world haven’t you been?
The place called home.
What is something you have done that you thought you wouldn’t ever do?
You have taken your son Paul on some amazing adventures- why don’t more people take their children around the world?
Because they don’t take their children as personalities that need to grow to eventually leave them, but rather as tiny treasures living in an eggshell that they have to guard and shelter from this world and you don’t take a treasure into the jungle or on an island – except if you want to hide it to never be seen again.
What wouldn’t be found in your suitcase?
What would you tell a first time traveler not to do?
Don’t try to find yourself in a distant place.
Why don’t you like staying at home?
Where is that supposed to be?
What sort of travelers don’t you like being stuck in a hostel or on a flight with?
Anyone that defines their personality over the number of sexual intercourse partners they have in a night and have the need to share with you that knowledge. Hell, I don’t give a fuck!
Why couldn’t you work in an office job?
Actually, I never tried. I might be able to – if the office has a balcony or rooftop terrace and a decent kitchen, some lounges and a room where you are allowed to scribble your ideas on the walls. And i would have to wear earplugs all the time – I can t work if someone else is talking. Multitasking isn’t for me.