Monday, November 11, 2013

Ok faithful friends, its time for the big C word…CHANGE! 
From now on, I will be updating on our website, instead of this blog.

Go to and under the tab "Blog" will be my new writing space!  
I have been struggling with keeping up on facebook, website, email newsletters AND this blog, so I have decided to compact a bit! Hopefully it will inspire me to write more! 

I will come back to this space, often or infrequently, Im not sure yet. But I have been blogging here for years and love it, so it will stick around! 
So please, go check out the website and new blog! 
Thanks for your support! 

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Catch #1!!

Some days are ones you will never forget. This was one of those days.
 I got the text at 5:30am (I had managed a few hours of sleep during night shift) and quickly dressed, basically running to the clinic. 
I got there in time to check the patient and find her fully dilated. 15 more minutes and she was ready to push! Gloves on, crouched on the bed, with eyes wide, soaking everything in and at the same time, pinching myself to believe this was happening, this beautiful girl was born into my (surprisingly steady!) hands! 
What an amazing miracle birth is. I keep pinching myself, feeling so blessed that I got to be a part of this calm, beautiful birth! God gave me the perfect gift, a perfect birth. Little one weighed a wooping 3700grams (8 lbs 1 oz), huge for around here!

Everyday I am amazed at how God works and His goodness in my life. 

A quick glimpse..

Life here continues on. Clinic shifts have been busy and fulfilling, I am learning so much! The midwifes I volunteer with are amazing and Im so thankful for them! I never bring my camera to shift or when I visit the clinic, but I need to start so that I can capture the faces of the beautiful women I work with! 

We had a small visitor to our "backyard" the other day. This cow trampled its way in, ate our grass, licked my foot and tottered off again. We sure are living a simple life here! 

This is the side of our house. Andrew got me this hammock as a "Yay, you made it to the 2nd trimester" gift and it has been wonderful! 

We had 2 of the girls from Davao come here for 2 weeks, to see what life in Tabuk and working at a smaller clinic looked like. It was such a joy to have them here, they brought laughter and encouragement. They left, back to Davao this morning, and we miss them already! 

We laughed at this sign, but didnt attempt to find out if it was a joke or not! 

Jumping pictures with 4 girls is hard, but we finally got one! Thankfully Andrew is a patient person. 

Sunday, October 13, 2013


The Wiebes are adding another passport to the family! 

Thats right, we are expecting our first child, set to arrive in late April, 2014. 
We are over the moon with this news, and feel so blessed that God is entrusting us with this life.

I (Edolbina) have been doing well. I was sick (all day, every day) for the first 7 weeks, but God had just enough grace to give me, I was able to get through the shifts and assignments. Andrew has been amazing, cooking for me (or rather, making toast, yet again) and taking such good care of me. Life here is not easy. If you need something, you cannot just run to the store to get it, you usually have to go to market, which is such an adventure. I usually love the market, but with my heightened sense of smell (and nausea!) the heat and smells of the market became quite the challenge. Dried fish, fermented guts, rotting buffalo meat (a local delight) and many more smells would assault me, leaving me heaving and dizzy on the sidewalk. All that to say, Andrew has had to make many market runs, bless his heart. 

For those of you wondering, yes, I will be having this baby here in the Philippines. I happen to have access to one of the best midwives in the Philippines, as well as a host of amazing student midwives. I find it to be an incredible privilege to walk through pregnancy at this time, when I am ministering to so many in the same boat! It has given me so much compassion and insight so far! 
Thank you for your prayers so far, we really appreciate them! Please pray for the baby, that it will grow healthy and strong and that I will gain more energy to do the work we came here to do! 

"Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us"
Ephesians 3:20

Saturday, October 12, 2013


Incredibly grateful for so many things. 

Yesterday Andrew went into the "big city", Tuguegarao. He came back loaded down with some of the things I have been missing: 
Cheese (6 delicious ounces of it!), a jar of black olives, even a small container of sour cream! Things that, in Canada, I would not think twice about being thankful for. But here, in the land of rice 3 times a day and not much else, I deeply appreciate each bite. 

We are so rich, really. I am reminded of that every day, as I fill my belly, as I love my husband and serve the women here. God has blessed us, abundantly. 
Sometimes I forget. 
Sometimes, when Im not feeling well, or its 45 degrees in our house, or we have "nothing" to eat but rice, again, I forget about Gods blessings. I, instead, recognize whats missing. "Life in canada was so easy! Look, there's cheese, bread, easy shopping! Im sick of rice, Im sick of being so hot!" and these thoughts, this loss of grateful, is like poison. It takes away my ability to see God in all things, to honour Him with all of my life, including my attitude. It gives power to darkness, to feeling sorry for myself, to ungratefulness. 
But then, when He finds me again, when He pulls me out of this dark place, when He meets me in my jealousy and pride, when I ask for forgiveness, and He so freely gives it, theres is beauty and new sight. 
And again, always again, His grace overwhelms me, and how can I be anything but grateful?
My life and everything in it, is His. 
How could I, even for one second, stop thanking Him for that? So today, I think on the many blessings I have been given, starting first with salvation. 

Tonight we celebrate canadian thanksgiving with a dinner of roasted chicken.  Each of us is bringing something to contribute, and, as most of the bases were covered (or unavailable, such as brussel sprouts!) I decided to make coleslaw. As I made the sauce, I thanked God for each ingredient. For the mayonnaise, and the cane sugar. For the lemon powder that I sent from canada (no lemon/limes found here!) and the spoon of sour cream that I added (purely out of love!), even for the salt. I said a prayer for those around us who have less, and asked for opportunities to share what we have. 

Im grateful for our family here, as modge-podge and international it is. Each person is unique, with giftings to share. It is our community, one that God has blessed us with. I also think on all those at home, who love and support us from afar, who allow us to continue our work here. 
Our prayer, for you and us, is that we would see God in the little things, that we would never cease to be grateful for what God has blessed us with, and that we would share the love of God through how we live our life. 

"The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. 
My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song."
Psalm 28:7 

Happy thanksgiving. 

Saturday, October 5, 2013

I have not been blogging enough lately. 
(Can I get a "Hello Captain Obvious!)

In my defence...
nope. I dont have one. 
So I thought I would try a fun one today.

"Things I have learned about the Philippines (or, at least Tabuk!)"

1. Women do not shave their leg hairs. They do, however, pluck their underarm hair. This has made my already rare leg-shaving habit pretty hard to break. Not that I was trying to break it, but Im sure my husband would not be against smoother legs. 
(too bad baby, you knew this when you married me!)

2. Dogs are protectors, alarms, friends and dinner. All 4. At the same time. Sorry for you dog-lovers out there. They love dog here too, they just love to eat them as well as own them. 

3. The most common phrase I have heard here is "Lets eat!" This is said whenever anyone is eating. This is said even if they don't have food for you and really don't want you to eat with them. It is said when you are at the market, buying fruit and your mango guy is eating rice behind the counter. It is said when you are driving passed someone who is eating. We were driving passed a group of construction workers, eating their lunches and as we passed, they shouted "Let's eat! Come on and eat with us!" 

4. If you are white (or not-filipino), you are "americano" so don't bother saying "Actually Im canadian!" They don't know, don't care. You are americano whether you are american, british, irish, swiss or african. Americano. Embrace it.  

5. If you are buying something from the store and the till does not have enough change, they will pay you in gum. Or candy. Or cough drops. Smile and accept it. 

6. Filipinos love to laugh, dance and sing. Any reason, any occasion, and they are all over it. In Davao city, theres a store where, every hour, on the hour, the staff pause what they are doing to dance to a song that gets blasted. They have a new song/dance combo that they learn every day. I'm telling you, they are committed! 

7. Sept 1st is the start of the Christmas season. Christmas songs play on the radio, decorations start getting put up and I was greeted with "Merry Christmas and a happy new year ma'am!" at the store. This is totally acceptable here! 

8. When in doubt, bring treats and coke and you will have friends. 

9. You do not speak ill of filipino food. Whether or not you are a fan of fermented buffalo meat or balut (hardboiled, fertilized duck egg) you smile and say "Mmm, interesting". Just don't be too enthusiastic, they may give you a 2nd portion if you are! 

10. Water buffalos are a totally acceptable mode of transportation. 

So there you go, 10 things I have learned. Now, this list could probably go on for days, but I will save some. To be honest, most things are starting to seem normal, so its harder to point out things that are not canadian in culture! Thanks for reading! 

Saturday, September 21, 2013

From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised 
Psalm 113:3

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

An update!

We have been settling into Tabuk for the past few weeks. It has proven to be busy, setting up a house! We have slowly been filling our place with necessities (we just got curtains today! I am so thrilled!) and making it more like home. Andrew has been painting (the walls are all a horrible bright green) and fixing this and that. We also have screen on our windows now! I cant even express how amazing that is. We have been fighting the battle of the bugs since we arrived and its not pretty! We are also privileged to have sporadic internet that works for usually 2-3 hours a day! That may sound sarcastic, but trust me, 2-3 hours is luxurious! 
I have been settling into the clinic here, we have been very busy this month, I have assisted 5 birth already! I have been learning so much, but there is much to learn yet! God has been so faithful in calling us here, we are so grateful. The pace of life here is slow, but, with how busy the nature of our ministry is, this is necessary! 
Allow me to share some pictures!

This is our kitchen. It may not be much, but its ours!

Our bedroom. Check out that beautiful green!

Andrew tearing down the wall between our suite and the one next door. We have rented both out, to give us more space.

This is after the wall came down and Andrew painted (5 coats!) of white on the walls! What a difference! 

The view from outside. The door on the left is the suite that we are now renting as well. We use the door on the right as our front door.

The CR (Comfort Room aka toilet) is that door there, with a closet-size room to the right, where we "shower" (aka bucket showers!) 

Andrew, putting his early birthday present to good use. We love our hammock! 

Doing laundry, even with a machine, is a long affair! But we are so grateful for the help of a machine! 

So there you have it, a glimpse into our home! We (and by we, I mean Andrew) are working hard to make it more like home, settling into this place!

So now let me tell you a story, about our adventure this past weekend!

We headed up to Bugnay on saturday morning. Bugnay is only about 70 KMs from Tabuk, but takes about 4.5 hours to get there by bus! I wondered why before hand, but after experiencing the winding roads (sometimes paved, sometimes not!), I understand! We rode top load, meaning we sat on the roof of the bus. 
No, it is not comfortable, you are balanced on the roof rack, which are metal poles, but the view is amazing! You do have to be careful to duck when you pass under power lines, as they are often close enough to take you out! 

Andrew sat at the front of the bus and would yell "DUCK!", which we would immediately obey! It was a bumpy, but thoroughly enjoyable ride. The views from the top of the bus were amazing, so we focused on them, instead of the 200 foot drop right beside us! 

We all were sunburned and exhausted (with sore tailbones!) by the time we arrived at the Clinic, but happy! We hiked across the river to the small village of Bugnay as soon as we could make our legs move! What a beautiful place, truly! 

The hike from the clinic takes about 30 mins to get to Bugnay. We did it, but were sweaty and panting by the time we reached the village. Imagine our chagrin when a 75 year old woman, carrying a 20 kilo bag of rice on her head, did it in half that time, with no sweat and a broad smile across their face. These people are strong and beautiful. Their steps are surefooted, scaling the side of the mountain because, well, this is their mountain. We sat and drank strong sweet coffee with them, asking about their life. The older women have arms covered in dark, wrinkly, tattoos. Some of the older men have large tattoos on their arms as well. We are told this means that they killed someone and got that tattoo to let others know. We learn that this tribe used to be headhunters and the gospel came in the '80's and with it, a complete change of village life. The large tree that once held sacrificed animals and shrunken heads, stands empty, used mostly by the local pigs for shade.  We eagerly go to see it and I am quick to say a prayer, thanking God that His heart is for this people, for this small tribe. I am amazed at their strength and resilience. I watch a young girl, perhaps 12 or 13. She has one baby tied to her back, maybe 8 months old. Another sister, perhaps 2, is holding on around her knees, crying. The sister, tiny for her age, quickly scoops up the 2 year old in her arms, offering comfort. She is taking care of them. I watch as she wipes noses, brings them to the toilet (none of the babies wear diapers, they are all "potty trained" from birth) gives them water to drink or bounces them to help them fall asleep. I watch as she first hauls whole rice, pounds the stalks, sifts them and then washes the rice. This rice will be supper. It has taken her at least 2 hours to prepare the rice, 2 little ones clinging to her. She notices me watching her and sends me quick, shy smiles. 

We laugh with a friends great grandfather. When I ask him how old he is, the wrinkles around his eyes deepen as he concentrates says "Ohh, I don't know. Maybe 92?" He wants to know how old Andrew is and lets out a raspy laugh when he learns that he is 24. "You are still a baby, a little boy!" and is so amused. He loved Andrews beard, saying that it makes him look older. All of the men love Andrews beard. And leg hair. They do not have either and find it fascinating. 
Everywhere we go we are greeted with curious looks and broad smiles. As the sun sets, we make our way back across the river, to the clinic. It seems long, like the steps go on forever. Crystal (the woman who runs the birthing clinic) distracts us with tales of local life. One that stuck out (that she wisely waited to share until we were across the bridge) was how, a couple of months ago, she was crossing the bridge and a part of it broke off, swinging down and almost throwing Crystal into the water. She managed to balance on the middle beam and get back to the side. She went to the village leaders and told them that they need to build a new bridge, to which they agreed. Imagine her surprise when, a month later, upon returning from a quick trip back to the US, the bridge is not new, instead, it has been painted! "We fixed it!" she is told, to which she laughs. We had a good chuckle and made sure, before crossing, to say a prayer and walk quickly! 

The "new" bridge. 

I am truly in awe of this place. It is rugged and rural, you would be hard pressed to find fresh vegetables or fruit, really anything other than rice. There is no internet or cell service, not that anyone misses it. And there is such breathtaking beauty. The people are warm and friendly, quick to invite you in for food or coffee. "Come, lets eat" was the most common thing said to us. Babies were thrust in our arms, chubby, dark-skinned beauties. 
The birth clinic there is run at a slower pace, only a few births a month, and, although the midwife often finds herself suturing machete cuts or giving antibiotics for an infection, she loves it. She is a part of the life there and has been accepted into their tribe. What an honour to work with such a strong people. 
I loved our weekend in Bugnay. I cannot wait to go back! 

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Our trip so far.

We flew out from Davao on Tuesday morning. 
What was supposed to be a only-partially-exhausting trip, turned out to be a bit more than draining! 
Our flight to Manila was uneventful. Upon landing in Manila however, we were told that the city was flooded. We were advised that there were no night buses (we were planning on hoping on one that evening) and the lady who was going to pick us up, was stranded, attempting to get to the airport! 
Ok! So, we ran around the airport, looking for some semblance of a wifi connection, in order to book a flight to Tugegarao (the closest airport to home, Tabuk.) We did finally find a coffee shop outside, but, since there were typhoon winds and rain, myself, my computer and the $3 bread I was forced to buy (in order to have the wifi password!) were getting soaked! Not to mention, my computer battery was dangerously low! But God is good and sustained all things (including my patience) in order for me to book a flight and find a close hotel. Overpriced. But close. 
So there we have it, we got in a taxi, and were quickly taken to the hotel. The flood had disappeared about 20 mins before we landed (we might have doubted its existence, except for the trees/garbage/dirt all over the roads!) but apparently started back up about 20 mins after we got into the hotel. 
I have never seem rain like that. 
It alternated between down-pouring and monsooning! The roads would get flooded within minutes! We holed up for the night, thankful to be safe and dry! The next morning, we anxiously checked the internet to see if our flights had been cancelled. No, we were told, all Cebu flights were still going! Thank God, we thought! We called the airport twice to confirm (too good to be true?) and were assured that our flight was on schedule. 
We arrived at the airport "late", only an hour before out 11:25 take off time. We got to our gate and waited. 
1 hour passed, then another, then another. 
The terminal was packed with people. We waited some more, then, finally, at 3:00 (3.5 hours after we were supposed to leave!) they finally called us to board. I don't think I have ever been so happy to get on a plane! The 45 flight went by (mercifully) quickly and we touched down in the small city of Tugegarau. 
Georgia (the midwife I will be working with) had been patiently waiting in town for us! We were so happy to get off the plane, but quickly realized that none of our luggage was getting off the plane. 
 Luckily Im a praying woman, so thats what I did. Prayed for patience, for grace and for energy to get in that loooooong lineup to fill out the "oops we lost your luggage" paperwork. After 45 mins, the paperwork was done and we were (oh thank God!) on the road again! After a quick, delicious dinner (or was it lunch? When was the last time we ate?!) we made our way to Tabuk. 
Although it was already dark, I immediately felt at home with the warm mountain air, the quiet streets and the smell of life. We spend the night at Georgia's (we had nothing in our house) and were so grateful when our head hit the pillow! 
The next morning, we made our way to our house. Its a simple place, very rural. At first we were a bit taken aback, but we know that God will give us the grace to live here. We do plan on painting and fixing things up a bit (perhaps screens on the windows, so that the battle of the bugs might decrease?) and I think that will make us feel more at home. We really appreciate your prayers as we adjust to life here. We have been spoiled in canada with hot water and no bugs, but we feel confident that this is where God has us, surely He will give us strength to overcome obstacles! I spent some time at the clinic today, (4 births so far!) and it was amazing. I am so excited to know these women and their stories! They are friendly and sweet, not to mention so adorable with their round bellies! 

I will share pictures soon, as Im sure you are all on the edge of your seat to see our place! :) We do not have internet yet, so we have to lug our stuff to the clinic or gas station to get online. We try to check online every 2nd day at least, but please be patient if we do not reply to your email right away! 

Thursday, August 8, 2013


After 6 airports, 5 times through security, 26 hours on planes and 12 hours of layovers, we have finally made it to the Philippines! I have to say, that was the longest flight I have ever been on. The airports seemed endless, as did the security checks (what could I possibly be hiding?! They have checked so often!)
But now Im sitting here, at 6am, after a wonderful 11 hours of sleep. The rooster next door has been making his presence known for an hour now, the birds are chirping and its getting warmer by the minute. 
Home, sweet home. 
(at least for a while)

We are staying at a house with another married couple (husband is from Canada, wife is from Wales). They have have a cat, who seems to have some sinus problems. Every time he sidles us to me, he snorts around like hes a truffle pig. 
Its amusing, although Im a bit too dazed yet to laugh. 

We are staying in Davao until August 20th, at which time we will hop on a flight to Manila  (only 2 hours, thank God!) and then take an overnight bus (12 hours long) to Tabuk! We should arrive at our home on August 21st! 
But for now, we are content to be here, getting to know the other girls in our program, enjoying the local colour and scenery!

We were given this welcome basket upon arrival, full of filipinoo treats, such a nice welcome! 

We are so grateful for all the prayers we received during travel, we definitely felt it! How else could you explain Andrew running on ZERO sleep for 45 hours and me running on less than 3 hours! 

So now, Ill leave you with a photo of the driveway of our home for the next 2 weeks. Anyone understand why I felt so welcomed? 
VW power! 

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

We beg to live captured by His promises...

I kick and I scream and I thrash hard against the Father’s love. I shift my focus and become a prisoner to the panic instead of the promise, and still He says, “mine.” He looks at me, broken, and calls me daughter and ever so lovingly pulls me right back in.I want to live as a prisoner to the “Yes.” Remembering all we have seen, we set our hope fully on what we have not yet seen. We place all of our hope and all of our trust and all of our focus on the grace given us through Christ, and we beg to live captured by His promises.
-Katie Davis

Friday, August 2, 2013

These days.

We left Canada yesterday, all of our possessions thrown in the back of mom and dads Rav.
We forgot a few things, some replaceable (toothbrush) and some not (moms purse? oops) but were on the way nonetheless.
We made a few stops, picking up a flashlight, sunglasses and SC card. The last few things ticked off our to-get list. We drove at a leisurly pace, not really in a hurry to get anywhere, deciding at the last minute to spend the night in Astoria. 

We got rooms in a beautiful hotel; heritage, recently renovated. 

We skipped dinner, as lunch had been late and tucked in for the night.
Wake up was 6am, as garbage trucks lumbered by. A quick check proved that the parents had been up since 5, patiently awaiting for us to wake up. 
Check out, then drive to find breakfast. Its only a 45 min drive from Astoria to Clatskanie, where we are meeting up for the week. On our way out of Astoria, we stopped into the house thats in the movie "The Goonies". (If you haven't seen it, do. Tonight.) and I was embarrassingly excited to be there! 

The drive was mostly silent after that, all of us thinking the same thing "Good-bye again?"
We arrived at the house we are staying, quickly hauled in our luggage and said goodbye.  Its funny how time goes by. The older I get, the more I appreciate my parents, but the less I get to see them. 
 We spent the rest of the day relaxing (something we haven't done in months) and exploring Gary and Lynn's beautiful house. 
(I am in love with it!) 

 (Our bedroom. That bed!) 

We are grateful for this time to relax, as everything seems very surreal right now. Did we really just say goodbye to family and friends for 2 years? Are we really doing this again?! 
But yes, this is our path and this is what we are doing. 
Im grateful for the hard goodbyes and the bittersweetness of leaving the places we love.  

On saying good-bye (didn't we just do this?)

Im sitting here, thinking about what I should write. 
I could talk about saying goodbye to my family. I could talk about the tears and "See you laters!" while quickly walking away to hide my tears. 
I could talk about how I told Cody that "Auntie and uncle are going away for a while." and he gets a serious look on his face and says "Cody go too?" and I get choked up. I could talk about how strapping him into his car seat was just as hard as it was the last time we left. How I fought back tears and couldn't quite pull myself together. 

I could talk about the long hugs, and rushed goodbyes, forced forward by me, one who hates goodbyes.
But instead, I will focus on the good. 
The fact that we have precious family and friends, ones who we will miss and think of often. We will thank God that we are blessed beyond belief by people who give and give and give some more. We are so grateful (how many times have I said that. But its true.) and although this part is hard, we are still thanking God for all that He has done and given to us.
God is good and life is (bitter)sweet.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

On counting down...

10 days. 
Just typing that brings up a lot of emotions. 
My mind flies back to last night at family dinner. The house is alive with laughter, the wonderful smells of moms cooking and all things that say "We are a family."
I think to my newest nephew, holding him in my lap and him deciding "Auntie, your lips look good enough to taste" and so he does. My heart expands when I think of him, his wide blue eyes and amazing smile. 
I think to the smells and sights of home. Mom bustling around, dad puttering in the garage. Family stopping by to chat, grab a bite to eat, drop something off. I think about driving around, knowing where Im going (well..mostly), being able to read the street signs. Having my bestie within a few minutes drive, being able to linger over a cup of coffee and look into people eyes. 
I have loved having deep, meaningful, faith-challenging conversations. I love seeing people in their new roles as parents, at work or in their spiritual life. I have been blessed with incredible friendships and connections. I am grateful, so very grateful, for each moment I have had with these amazing people.

And now, as our time in Canada comes to an end, we are so eager for the next chapter to begin. Living away from our loved ones is hard, but Gods grace has always been enough to help us through that. 
We are so excited to see what is next, to live in one place for more than 3 months (Will my TCK heart love it?!) and be immersed in a different culture and language. 

There will be challenges, most certainly. 
But the rewards of living a life fully abandoned to the One who created the moon and stars, they are everlasting. 

And so, next week, we are off. First to Oregon for a week, then Davao City for 2 weeks, then Manila and, after a delightful overnight bus, we will reach our desitination in Tabuk, Kalinga!

(Just don't ask us how packing is going!)

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

New website!

Just a quick note to my thousands (ahem...more like 20) of readers. 
We have a new website! We would love for you to check it out, it has tons of info about our big move to the Philippines, they why and where and whens! 


Monday, June 24, 2013

Jumping Around the World!

I keep telling myself that "I will blog today". But then the day passes and fills up with paperwork, planning, visiting, and living, and another day goes by with blogging silence. 
Im fine with that, since Im having a tough time putting into words how the past month has felt. 
So today, I thought I would do a fun post! 
I shall call it "Jumping around the world!". Which you already know, since you probably clicked on the post title to get here in the first place. Moving on. 

You might have noticed that I took a LOT of jumping pictures while travelling. Im not sure how that started, but it just seemed to happen. Thankfully I have a husband who is patient and great at taking jumping pictures. Sometime I was even able to pursued him to jump for a picture too! 
So here you go, some pictures and excerpt of jumps around the world! 

That time I jumped and this kid snuck in to join me, and I didn't see him and I punched him in the face accidentally. Oops. Luckily he laughed it off!
Ankor Wat, Cambodia. 

Rosh-Hanikra, Israel 

At the Lebanon Border. It isn't perfect but we couldn't chance a second attempt! We took this and ran! They "frown" at border crossing pictures.

Old City, Jerusalem.

Phang Nga, Thailand. 

Masada, Israel. It was SO hot, I couldnt muster up enough energy to jump a second time! 

Petra, Jordan. 


Petra, Jordan.

India Gate, New Delhi.

Taj Mahal, India! 

The Red Fort, India! 

Ayutthaya, Thailand. 

Chelsea, NYC.

Brooklyn Bridge, NYC.

Central Park, NYC.


Tel Aviv, Israel. 

Haifa, Israel. 

Mt Carmel, Israel. With some of the kids from the refugee centre! 

Akko, Israel

Phew, my knees hurt just looking at them all! I love them though, I think they are a fun way to capture special places!