Go to Niagara The streets of Hamilton still held the echoes of the night, their quiet corners bathed in the soft glow of streetlamps stretching long shadows upon the pavement. I walked toward the bus stop, dragging my luggage behind…
Beyond the Distant Shores of St. John’s Crossing the vast Pacific and the North American continent, with layovers in Calgary and Montreal, I arrived at St. John’s, Newfoundland. The July air carried the cool breath of the sea, the temperature…
As a traveling documentary photographer accompanying a Christian pilgrimage group, I arrived in Jordan, where history lingers in the air. From the summit of Mount Nebo, I gazed westward at the land of Canaan, where ancient prophecies once unfolded. Along the journey, I captured fleeting moments—the Bedouin shepherd guiding his flock across the road, a young girl standing beside her donkey, watching us with quiet curiosity. Finally, I reached the banks of the Jordan River, at the very site where Jesus was baptized, observing the interplay of faith and the present world. This journey was not merely a religious pilgrimage, but an exploration of culture, history, and the echoes of time.
Cross-Canada Adventure After living in the town of Golden for nearly six months, I mustered the courage to resign from my job before the peak tourist season arrived. Thus began a roughly three-week journey across Canada, from the west coast…
