Answer? More than you think, no matter what their age. That’s my humble, totally biased opinion. I don’t think you have to force them to be interested, or even to focus on pointing out the unique cultural aspects of where you’re traveling, unless they ask or they need to know in order not to cause offense.
All of you Perceptive Traveling families out there, you know kids have insatiable curiosity. They really are like sponges, and will soak up anything. There are lots of websites that will give you tons of tips about how to travel with kids, how to make the most out of the experience, and how to deal with the inevitable trials. Some of them are favorites with us here at the PT blog, like the DeliciousBaby Journal, Cookie magazine’s Going Places blog (which I like for the way the blog posts automatically integrate children into the travel mix rather than assuming parenthood is some sort of travel disability), and of course our own Sheila’s fabulous and famous Family Travel.
I’m a firm believer in kids learning by absorption, from music to languages to cultural mores and manners. The simple act of traveling will expand their horizons far beyond what we adults can imagine.
But I have to admit, I’m also a student junkie. If I could stay in college forever, taking classes in everything, and still feed my family, I’d do it. So despite my absorption principle when dealing with my son, I still look out for educational programs that will feed his voracious and ever-expanding imagination and worldview. After all, I might think of myself as a natural wanderlustian, but the fact that my childhood home was covered in decor, knickknacks, food, and books from Russia and Helsinki might have given me an early taste for seeing things differently.
My newest kick? In the most recent National Geographic Traveler, Thomas Friedman describes a once-a-week class his wife used to teach called World Class. Neighbors and friends would drop their kids off with her, and every week she would use maps, books, and pictures to immerse them in a different part of the world.
That’s an idea I’m stealing. As soon as my son can, you know, read. Or at least sit still. Until then, he’ll have to rely on taking in whatever he can through his very own eyes, wherever we are.