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Matterhorn in my Mind



I fell in love with you just at first sight! Amazing how one could be so enthralled with your grandeur to muster courage and get closer to you. It was getting late yet Jaq, Imee and I were unmoved…we kept moving up, past meadows with bits of unmelted snow from the snowfall the day before, herd of sheep, more meadows and empty old wooden cabins up in the mountains.

We made it here– serene, the air cool and fresh and the VIEW, ahh, how awesome is that! The setting sun behind us casts that golden yellow color on to Matterhorn!

We made our descent back to Casa Vanessa, hesitantly though, before the sun fully set. Was it worth the climb? Definitely!

(post-processing assistance, credit to my husband Frayne Buhong)







HOME — where the water flows freely and the birds sing heavenly, where the soul rests in tranquility and the heart beats soundly, where the air smells fresh and the wind blows coldly, where the sun plays hide & seek and the moon rises calmly, where the clouds embrace the mountains high, the rain splits splats and the rainbow display is sometimes more than just one at a time. (Ba-ag, Tam-an, Banaue, Ifugao, Philippines)

From the Roof



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I sat on the roof of the house with my Niko in hand as the sun starts to set, painting the horizon with shades of orange, red, yellow and gray. Back in the days, whenever my parents bring my siblings and I to Baguio City (Philippines) for our summer vacation, even up until I was in university, we get to enjoy the sunset here just from the garden.  Not only is the sunset amazing each time, we enjoyed looking at the river below (which until now I am unsure which river that is) glistening with the fading rays of the setting sun and the glow of fishermen’s torches as they prepare to sail out to the South China Sea. With neighbors now aplenty, so are the number of structures around us. We then have to climb up the roof for that perfect view, unfortunately, no more fishermen’s torches in view.


Colosseum of Ancient Rome


Behind the walls of this amphitheater once stood the strongest and mightiest in ancient Rome, deafening cries of spectators echo through as gladiators and wild animals battle it out under the heat of the sun. 

Tug at My Heartstring


When the energy of the day finally dies down and silence takes on the center stage, I look back on the day that was and I think of home. In this fast paced world that I am currently living in, life is slipping too fast that I couldn’t even grasp perfectly one thing, another pops in. The clock seems to be ticking faster than it should and before I know it, I’ve got to change my calendar. And I think of home.



God really has His amazing way of turning your dreams into reality, your life into that very something you’ve always wished for or even better. And often, He does it in a manner that makes you realize how each and every single event in your life leads to another.

Three weeks ago, while enjoying the serenity of the Alps, it brought back memories of those days having to clean a stranger’s house, tutoring, selling phone cards, the moment I lost my job after only 7 months into employment, those months of trying to figure out how to pay my rent, my bills, how to get to work for salary comes in only after 3 months. Thank God for friends and relatives for I at least didn’t worry about what to eat during those difficult months. I thought of last year’s ordeal of looking for a job, frustratingly sucking up every flicker of hope I had, money’s running low and so was my visa. And then that month-long stay in Buraimi, Oman where you are only confined to your “hotel” room and its premises, the grocery and once in a while trip to the market.  Thank God for fellow Filipinos who became instant friends– we did household chores together, we go to the market together, we shared data to connect with our loved ones and the world…checking our mails once in a while hoping for an answer to our countless job applications, — they made each of my 30-day stay a learning experience.

Nine days ago, I completed my 1st year in this company that God blessed me with, a week after my one month stint in Oman. Some say I am lucky, maybe, but I more look at all these as a blessing, a BIG one. I don’t say it doesn’t get tiring at times, it sure does, but you know what, nothing is as tiring when you know how it feels to have nothing, when you’ve gone through difficult times, you learn to appreciate every tiny bit of your blessings.

From the wadi of Buraimi, to the majestic landscape of Cappadocia, the warmth of Pamukkale’s hotspring water flowing through the white travertines, the interesting walks with my fiancé on the streets of Istanbul, the warmth and comfort of HOME, the heart-warming and mesmerizing visit to the Vatican, the enticing sweetness of Chianti’s wine, the short yet lovely gondola ride in picturesque Venice and the picture-perfect Swiss landscape you experience on foot, on a cable car or on a train.

Behind all these travels is a supportive family, fiancé and friends, an interesting job and company and an AWESOME GOD!

I say God is good all the time and He does amazing things that make me speechless and feel like I am undeserving of His graces but grateful and joyful nevertheless.

I definitely am one happy, WAL-LANG child! Grateful, I am!

May your lives be blessed abundantly too and your hearts be filled with joy! Remember, no matter what gets on the way, Follow your Heart, Keep the Faith and Travel Light!

Standing Strong!

Inside the walls of Selcuk's Fortress atop Ayasoluk Hill.

Inside the walls of Selcuk’s Fortress atop Ayasoluk Hill.

Rainbow over Laodikeia


This is one of those moments that you’ll love a little bit of rain!