As the story has it, I woke up and found myself on the very opposite side of the globe – the flipside. I arrived February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d simply do a year, then leave. Years later and I’m still here. I went from being some random foreign girl to taking on labels I never imagined – university professor, film extra, professional boxer, CEO of my own girls-only fitness company, Flipside Fitness, and CEO of my own boxing club, Korea's largest -- Hulk's Club, formerly known as Hulk's Boxing.

After 11.5yrs in Korea, I picked up one day and left. I returned to Toronto, Canada but only to pack up my bags and venture out again. Now I'm living in Makati, Philippines. Life for me is better in Asia and I'm so happy here. This isn't a new chapter in the book of my life though, it's a whole new book I've started!!! I'm a whole new woman. I left Korea with Flipside Fitness on my brain, Hulk's in my heart, boxing in my bag, and my four-legged friend Balboa Button by my side.

Life is an adventure and this is my story of yesterday.

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Experiencing the Philippines on a Different Level

In the Philippines, I see such a contrast between the rich and poor every single day.  Such is life in the Philippines.  There is so much life in this country, regardless of whether it's rich or poor, and so far I am really enjoying it.
Taking an Uber, there is always someone and something to see outside my window.
I always have my camera ready.
 After taking the WORST UBER E.V.E.R, I finally arrived at my destination.
 The service was to start at 2pm and I arrived just in time.
 The church was very pretty and it was filled with a lot of familiar faces.
 After the service, we headed over to the cemetery, the burial site.
Note those aren't houses or business buildings there in this picture.  They're elaborate tombs.  I had seen similar ones last week, ones that were super posh, and today I noticed that some of them had air conditioners.
 Today's funeral ended with friends and family dining together beside the burial site.
Rule of thumb, where there are Filipinos there is family and food, and a funeral is no different.
I'm beginning to really, really like this part of their culture... of course, I'm an athlete!  Food is fuel.
Arrived back in Eastwood and met this gorgeous little boy... a 1yr old Russian Ovcharka.

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