a season of regrowth

wonder | wander | women are oceans apart once again, but for the first time in years we were able to spend the holiday season together. This year was intensely emotional for both of us. We were so happy to be able to see out 2025 and greet 2026 together.

Twinning for Christmas!

trippy journeys

This time last year the London half of wander | wander | women headed home after being Stateside for the holidays. 

pit stop before heading out, Edgewater NJ

This week finds us both packing our bags - Mahala in London, Issa in Edgewater, New Jersey. We return to the Philippines where neither of us have been back since prior to the COVID-19 pandemic. 

majestic Niagara Falls

As we woke back in our NYC base after our late midnight return from Georgia, wonder | wander | women review our photos and realize we are two weeks behind on our stories.

Niagara Falls, Ontario

WhaAAat? How'd that happen? Easy. We have been traipsing around. All over the place. Here there and everywhere.

To catch us all up we return to our Canada trip. Appropriately timed on Canada Day weekend this year. It was Mahala's first ever trip to Canada. Of course we all had to take her around.

woawomen NYC selfies

How many selfies can one take and keep up their entertainment value and originality?

Frick Museum, NYC

Who knows really? Yet Mahala and I are determined to test our limits now that we are reunited once again.

Day 1, Hudson Market on 57th & 11th

wonder | wander | women tearing up the NYC scenery and our phones to max this out as we optimize our time together.

fly away home

I seem to have gotten out of New York City just in time.

As the Christmas rush gripped daily commuters in traffic gridlock wonder | wander | women carefully packed our bags with gifts and clothes for an extended tropical vacation back with family.

As sirens blared and blazed to shut down yet another terrorist threat in the Big Apple I breezed through airport TSA checks patiently waiting to board.

As the first pristine puffs of snow dropped down to blanket the city I landed across the world in the muggy sweltering heat of the little island we were born and raised on.

paradise lost

Riding on last week's post. . . .they paved paradise. . . .

Don Salvador Benedicto, Negros Island

wonder | wander | women are back in Southeast Asia.

Bali calls

Uma Ubud Private Villa # 50

South Pacific, the popular musical based on James Michener’s Pulitzer Prize winning drama, Tales of the South Pacific, extols Bali Ha’i as an exotic paradise.

Bali Ha'i may call you,
Any night, any day,
In your heart, you'll hear it call you:
"Come away... Come away."

mesmerizing

captivating

sublime