Inside, you can touch the rough and edgy stones and probably some of them are stalagmites I just didn’t notice it very well because I don’t have head lamp or flashlight on that adventure. This probably adds the fear I felt in going through to what they call tunnel before the exit point. Well, my stay inside the Cantabon Cave was memorable though. So, if you ask me I’d still recommend that you try caving in the future. In fact, I’d love to be with you when you do for I promised to myself that I won’t be afraid anymore as long as we got complete gears in hand.
Hi, I’m Mark — a traveler, storyteller, and community support worker currently living in Canada.
I was born and raised in the Philippines, and my journey brought me to the beautiful West Kootenay region, a place I now proudly call home. What started as an international student experience turned into a life-changing path filled with growth, challenges, and meaningful connections.
By profession, I work as a Residential Community Support Worker, supporting individuals with disabilities to live more independent and fulfilling lives. This work has shaped the way I see the world—with empathy, patience, and a deep respect for every person’s story.
This blog is where I share:
I believe life isn’t just about reaching a destination, but about the people you meet and the lessons you carry along the way. Whether you’re a fellow immigrant, a traveler, or someone simply looking for inspiration, I hope my stories make you feel seen — and remind you that you’re not alone on your journey.
Thanks for being here and walking this path with me.
— Mark
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