by Dika from Indonesia

Volunteer House could move everywhere, but Meylantstraße 77 always be my best Volunteershouse I ever lived. The house became my „safe place“ when I lived in Germany. When I travelled around Europe, I felt safe because I know I have a place to come back. Europe itself is a strange place for me, but the Volunteershouse in Meylantstraße could give me a sense of „Home.“

Volunteershouse is not only about the physical building but also about the people who lived inside, about the neighborhood around. Such a beautiful memory we had in there, living in the same roof for a year, sharing happy and sad stories, cooking and eating, cleaning the house, make it dirty again, and many more.

We also had our favourite place around the house, and sometimes on the weekend, we go cycling there, near the volunteershouse there is a city forest and a small lake. There is an excellent place for cycling and a nice place to sit and relax for a while and enjoy nature.

For me, Volunteershouse has evolved into something more than a house, transforming from mere space into a personal place. That’s why the house is becoming my safe house back in the day. The same feeling I have when I live in my hometown in Salatiga, Indonesia. It’s a bit strange because I lived there for only one year. But I already have that kind of strong connection with the house.

I hope where ever the Volunteershouse move, its always be the way back for those who live there in future.