FIFO wife: What a FIFO camp is really like…..

Whenever I have spoken to Mr FIFO husband on the phone I have always simply imagined where he may be; what his room must look like, and what it’s like around him. When I am eating dinner with our two crazy boys I have always imagined where and what he might be having for dinner.  When he would say he was just walking to do his washing I would picture a Laundromat packed with guys in fluorescent shirts jamming a weeks’ worth of whites and coloureds together with a sporadic amount of laundry detergent to just ‘get the job done’. So when the girls from My FIFO Family emailed me and asked me to attend a health and wellness expo with them on a FIFO camp I jumped at the opportunity to just for a few days at least walk in my husband’s shoes.

The experience began the moment I jumped into my car leaving my children in the capable hands of a grandparent and took the long drive to the airport leaving my family behind. This was the first time I had experienced what my husband goes through each month, the first time I had left my children for more than a night. I can tell you I only literally got out of the driveway before I had to pull over and dry my tears.  ‘Mr FIFO husband does this every month’; I had to think to myself as I blasted the radio to drown out the thoughts of ‘can my children cope without me’, that were swirling in my brain.

IMG_4889After an entire day of flying, we finally made it to our bus which took us through remote Australian country roads to a ferry which would take us to the camp site. It was totally an adventure, as we had no idea where we were going gate1or what to expect. I thought of all the FIFO workers who leaving their families behind, sit on this bus heading to camp where they will stay for a month until they can jump back on that bus and head home again.

We reached an entrance to the work site, and as we paused for the gates to open I couldn’t help but notice the large white banner sprawled across the entrance which read ‘Remember safety, your family is at home waiting for you’. As we continued our journey to the site I saw three more of these signs.

Stepping through the turnstiles into the camp we were greeted by pretty much the vision I already had in my head. There definitely was nothing fancy about it. Steel, demountable living quarters also known as ‘dongas’ sprawled row by row, two high as far as the eye could see. It was completely quiet, we were informed it was like this every day as tIMG_4856he nightshift staff sleep and dayshift staff work. This made me understand why my husband always tells me he doesn’t like his days off at camp, ‘they suck’, he always says. That quiet, lonely day where you can’t go home, you’re not busy and so all you can do is sit in your little box of a room surrounded by your own thoughts and television reruns.

After a quick check in and safety de-brief I am handed a map with directions to my very own 4m by 4m donga. We walk through the camp, past a couple gyms, basketball court, cricket nets, tennis court, swimming pool and I swear in the distance I can see a hot spa. I quickly send my husband a message to ask him if he has a spa at his camp.  ‘NO’ was his reply, and ‘we don’t even have a swimming pool!’  So I’ve realised that not every FIFO camp is the same, later on in the day I would hear that apparently this camp is known as the Marriot of FIFO camps with its very own 4 star rating. Who knew FIFO camps even got star ratings!

Everything looked the same; a few times I thought I was at my building to only realise I was in the completely wrong block. Every worker has his very own chair outside his room, and in the middle of every few blocks of dongas there is a barbecue and a covered seating area where I guess the workers can socialise after long 10-14 hour work days.

Finally finding my room I swing the door open and without even stepping IMG_4859inside I can see the entire thing. I’ve always read on FIFO Facebook and blog sites that you make the most out of what you’ve got when it comes to FIFO. I completely agree with that, but after seeing what these workers have to create into a home for a month at a time; I began to be able to empathise with my own husband and be grateful that they have basketball courts, gyms and a swimming pool. The solidarity that must come out of being stuck in one of these rooms; pretty much only moving from your bed to the bathroom and back again doesn’t quite create the most enjoyable and mind stimulating afternoon.

I am completely guilty of occasionally resenting the fact that my husband gets dinner made for him every day while I have to somewhat throw together something that my children probably won’t even eat. However after now visiting the camp I am grateful that he has someone making a meal for him and that that is one less thing he has to worry about. I’ve read that the food on a FIFO camp can make or break it, I can understand that too. When you don’t have much and everyday you have the same routine, what’s on the dinner menu can be a nice surprise at the end of a very long day.  drinksThe cafeteria was pretty good, the meal was nice and there were quite a few options, but the funniest thing I saw were the little signs on the drink dispensers which read ‘drink a lot’ on the water and ‘drink occasionally’ on the wide variety of cordials on offer.

We did go to the ‘wet mess’ (also known as the onsite pub) in the evening, and I have to say it was quite an awkward experience, hundreds of men and about four women. However the majority of the men were quite respectful, stuck to their own business and just seemed to be enjoying a good time with each other. I have realised though, that there are pretty much only three things you can do at one of these sites, when you are not at work. That is, drink, go to the gym or sit in your room.

Picture4The room had all the essentials, nothing really special to it, a television, air con, internet cable, phone and a fridge. So to me the camp was just a camp, but I’ve realised that for a month this is home to these FIFO workers.  It has the basics of what are essential to live, but lacks the essentials of home that they truly need. Family.

As I sat on my little bed, laden in a blue bed spread that looked like it had been washed more times than I’d like to think about. Starring at the walls in front of me, and listening to the way too quiet silence, I felt alone.

For all those times I had told my husband how hard it was back home, for all the times I had told him all I wanted was a few minutes peace and quiet and for all the times I told my husband I wished someone would make me dinner, I couldn’t help but feel a little bad. What I wouldn’t have given in that moment to be able to make a meal for my kids, or listen to there screaming as they fight over something unimportant. I’m sure that’s what my husband and so many other husbands feel, when they are sitting there in that far too quiet silence.

So today as I sit here on this computer in our home, while my husband is working hundreds of kilometres away. That same husband who is about to jump off a bus after a long day at work, enter a camp site and stare at those steel demountables that seem to go as far as the eye can see, I feel grateful. Grateful for his ability to get the job done, for his sacrifice, and his ability to still have empathy for me back here, while he is the one up there alone.

Tonight when I talk to him on the phone, I can picture him in his tiny room sitting on a bed with a bed spread that has been washed more times then he would like to think about, in a place that he calls home for a month at a time and feel empathy for him. He is not away somewhere on holiday, he is not just hanging out with the boys, he is at work, and he is making the most out of what he has. Because I know that if things were different, he would love to be home with us, walking in our shoes.IMG_7309


Amanda. xx

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119 thoughts on “FIFO wife: What a FIFO camp is really like…..

  1. So are you saying that nobody is EVER allowed to complain about their job? FIFO or not I’m sure there are things that we all may not like about our jobs/situations. I don’t think this writer is complaining, more sharing her thoughts on FIFO life. Would it be better if it wasn’t about FIFO & just about the normal 9-5 job and the 1-2 hour commutes? Is that a more acceptable means of complaint for you?

  2. Wow! This is an awesome discussion. I’d just like to make a few points. It does not get easier! Ever! Because each stint is different. Regardless if you’ve got kids, are married or whatever. Every time you go away there is a different circumstance. Thankfully we have Skype now, and different Internet applications. Communications are so good now. My husband used to work in the Middle East and Kazakhstan. Try finding someone there in an emergency! Then it takes 3 days to get home! People really do need to realise what it’s like for the ones at home. When there’s issues at school..bullying etc. hard work on your own. And, frankly… I don’t reckon the money is worth it sometimes! Thanks for the post!

    1. I don’t think it gets easier either. So grateful for the communication these days though. Makes something that is hard that little bit easier. Thanks for reading.

  3. Hi
    Sorry for Shaz (but she is receiving some un-necessary attention, I know some people like that). Don’t know what on earth she was thinking.
    Any how’s, beat me if I’m wrong here, but I thought you were giving a great example of what YOU wanted to understand about YOUR husbands job and living away for the sake of YOUR family.
    It was a well constructed article and so accurate. Mind you the donga’s weren’t always that posh years ago but the mental stress was always the there and the hardest part.
    Good on ya for learning and experiencing what its like for your hubby. Others could learn from it and there are groups who can help those who are having relationship issues.
    I wish you and your hubby all the best.

    1. Hey, thanks for reading. This is totally a personal blog about my families experiences that I was sharing in case their were others out there that might relate to our situation. Thank you for you very kind words.


      1. This should be a once a year thing for all FIFO partners, I’ve been doing this for years now and my wife hasn’t once been to site, and I might mention that your hubby is living in luxuary to most of us! But this is the life we choose, it’s not all doom and gloom, There are some great times on site and you make friends that will last a life time.

  4. Amanda,
    Your husband has it ridiculously easy. I would give my right arm to be in a camp like you describe. Where I work, in SA, we share a toilet and shower, we don’t have a ‘pub’ and are not allowed to drink alcohol at the risk of losing our jobs, we don’t have free telephones or any mobile reception, we don’t always have internet as it drops in and out on a regular basis due to the dodgy satellite dish, we get sent home if it rains and therefore earn no money, no swimming pool, cricket nets, jacuzzi, no basketball courts and relationships are destroyed by this type of work. I’ve seen it many times and my own relationship went ‘belly-up’ not so long ago, so I am now single again.
    What we do have is good morale and camaraderie, excellent meals three times a day, a small but functional gym, a good laugh every day at the lucky buggers in ‘hotel’ style camps, occasional TV, a good support base from head office and half decent wages.
    So your husband can thank his lucky stars he’s in such a luxurious camp. There are only a few such as his and he should be grateful. There are tens of thousands of FIFO workers who are really doing it tough, sometimes living in sub-standard conditions, to put money in the bank and food on their families tables.
    So your blog is somewhat incorrect describing the average life of a FIFO worker when he/she is out at work..
    Kind regards,

    1. Hi Phil,
      That sucks that your conditions of living aren’t great, but like I said in my post, I knew that that wasn’t what all the camps were like. This also isn’t my husbands camp. This was one we were sent to for a health and wellness expo. My husband’s camp sounds a lot more like what you described. Very few luxury’s at all. The point of my post was that I was hoping that those who have never been to a FIFO camp could understand that you FIFO workers do it tough, but you keep going and working anyway.
      Anyway, Thanks for taking the time to read, and to comment also.

      1. Hi Amanda, well done and good on you for learning what it is all about. Very few people have any concept of the life and just assume we live the life of Riley at times. I have to agree with Phil though. I’ve been to places deep in the bush that were covered with insects and you had to turn out the light soon or the thought of them would wind you up. Remote sites do have good food, but not always anything fresh. Much stuff at such sites is tinned. You need to differentiate between a production work site or sites that are on survey or early phase construction. I have never been anywhere with a basket ball court, swimming pool or whatever. One place had a gym of sorts, but it was reserved only for the client company and not the contractors. Most sites had gym equipment. Not all have tv and many struggle with internet. In those really remote places, I made good friends because we would sit together into the evening basically entertaining ourselves with stories from home or whatever. Sometimes run a movie through a laptop. The big sites with tv – yes those tend to be less sociable but there is a routine for work in production that cannot be interrupted. When I saw the photos posted in the blog, I thought it looked like a holiday spot. I’d happily send you photos of other camps I’ve been to; just to round out the real perspective in case readers get a false impression of things. Currently, I am on a contract in Africa. I live in a house shared with 7 other men. We have more freedom than many camp sites (alcohol permitted off duty) and the chance to pop to shops or even get food out (novelty for all of us here!). However, wages have taken a beating in last few years and we are onsite for at least 6 months with no defined R&R time or knowledge of how long job will last for. If we get R&R and the project runs a year, our off time is unpaid and only 2 weeks. I am not saying this to evoke sympathy. Far from it. I just say it because far too people think it is easy being away for such long durations and assume that we’re all loaded – which isn’t so. Some nationalities on contract go 8-12 months without a break, so as westerners, we are more fortunate. I have huge respect for you for at least going to have a look and understand what the sights, sounds and day to day is like for your husband, but it is worth keeping in mind that you’ve probably seen the best that there is in the world – not the normal. 😉

      2. Thank you for taking the time to comment Michael, and as I wrote I knew that the site I visited (which was not my husbands camp) was pretty much the best of what there was. I commend you for the hard work you put in and for making the most of the challenges your way of FIFO brings, thank you for sharing your story as I’m sure there are others out there that will also be able to relate to your experience. Thanks again for reading. All the best.

  5. Thank you Amanda, yes it is easy to think there is some glamour and excitement involved in working away from home. I felt really lonely and kind of claustrophobic reading your blog. It’s always good to be able to appreciate my hubby’s situation just a little more.

  6. Very sadly men on a minesite dramatically change when they enter site and condition themselves to being typical disrespectful bogans, as most of their mates are. They lie when they say they are faithful and they are extremely spoilt when it comes to choices on a minesite. Make the most of where you are situated and don’t take it out on the woman who wash your laundry and dishes, and fifo wives… never feel bad for what your man may be “going through” they are being treated better than some of them deserve and when they do finally meet you after a month or so, and say it was a crap swing, I beg to differ as they have probably had a cheating swing with their site girlfriend ad they call them. The ones who are often positive and haven’t taken their time for granted, are usually the ones who have nothing to hide. Just saying, if i wrote a book about the life I have had on mine sites, they wouldn’t allow me to publish it as it would put an end to the dirty aussie men being able to be on site away from wives and family. Trust me, they’re sick! Don’t feel bad for em.

    1. Hi Nandini,
      It is horrible that you have had a bad experience with ‘FIFO men’ on camp sites. However I strongly disagree with you that ALL FIFO men are they way you have portrayed. I met hundreds of family men while visiting this site, and every single one of them genuinely seemed out there for a good reason, to support their family. I know my husband, brothers, fathers and many friends who are working FIFO who are nice genuine men or are there to do the work and come home again. Please don’t place a stigma on all FIFO men as being bad, there are always a bad few in the bunch, but the majority are not the way you see it.
      Thanks for reading and taking the time to reply.

    2. Nandini, I think Amanda’s article was very informative and made good points for those FIFO wives out there that have no real idea what their partners go through. I have been working FIFO for a number of years and I can tell you one thing for sure……you can’t just lay that stereotype on the men in camps…..women are just as bad, if not worse. I have worked with and also have a lot of male friends that are absolutely nothing like you say…….on the other hand, the women are the ones that FIFO wives need to be weary of…..but if they have full faith and trust in their partner they have nothing to worry about. Please don’t throw around your hurtful words and tarnish the great post that Amanda has placed here as it is not a true fact of everyone in a mining camp.

    3. Nandini.
      Your opinion is rightfully yours but throwing the stigma around that FIFO men are cheating and unfaithful is hurtful to the true men working away to support their families and give them the best he can. I have worked FIFO for over 5 years now and i do know the odd guy that does take advantage of their partner but also know the women to also stray from the relationship. I have never been to a site where ive had my laundry done for me without someone wanting payed to do it. To me it makes you respect your partner when you return home after having to wash your own work clothes whilst away..
      Amanda your blog on your experience of a FIFO camp was a good read, My wife has never been able to see my camp apart from photos so for her to get a female perspective of a camp was great, Thanks for your blog.

    4. You are just making an assumption. Not everyone does that. I’ve doing fifo since 2002 and I know a lot of guys including me that don’t cheat. Are respectful. I really don’t think….actually your full of shit. Just cause maybe you had a bad experience, doesn’t mean we are all the same…. and I do my own washing and ironing and cook. Next time you wanna put crap up. Make sure they you are 100% sure that every guy does what you say.

  7. WOW! A great insight from a different perspective! I have a few friends who are FIFO’s and they don’t really like to talk about it as they don’t want to be reminded of what they have to go back to. As much as I crave silence some days I feel for the FIFO workers who have it quiet too long

  8. Hi Amanda,
    I really enjoyed reading this, it is very well written and I hope that it might help change some people’s perceptions of what FIFO work is like. I hear many people who whinge about FIFO workers and how good they have it but they have no idea what it is really like. I spent the last 10 years on and off doing FIFO (mostly Mining Camps) and it is pretty much how you described it. It can be very lonely at times. On the other hand, I have also, like you been on the other side of it and have been at home whilst my husband was working FIFO so I can see both sides. I don’t think either is easier. I found it just as hard to be the one left behind at home as I did being the one working away and leaving my husband at home.
    Your husband is very lucky to have such a supportive wife who was willing to see his side of it. Many of the men I work with have issues because their wives do not understand and they think that they are having a great old time and enjoy being away. This is usually not the case, it is simply a way of providing good financial support for their families and definitely not something they do for the fun of it.

  9. Hi Helen,
    I do understand that there are also women on site, but I am a FIFO wife, not a FIFO worker and didn’t want to do the women on the camps who do it just as tough as the FIFO men any injustice by getting their experience wrong, also I was trying to keep it a reflection of my husband and mines experience. The very few FIFO women I have met are amazing and work hard. I feel that a piece written about FIFO women on camps need to come from a FIFO working women herself. Thanks for reading and taking the time to comment. All the best.

  10. Hi Amanda,
    This is a great read. I am a female who works on a mine site camp and I see so many men who have to go through the arguments and stress of having partners who really don’t understand what it’s like for them out here. I think all FIFO partners should read this, well done 🙂

  11. Got to agree Helen, that was the thing about the article that got to me too. All of the references to “the boys” women face enough gender discrimination working out on site without it being perpetuated by people who don’t work there. The discrimination is real, the women at my mine have had the bosses pull us aside and tell us not to walk around camp alone EVER because we might be in danger. I like the article but there was no acknowledgement made at all that women live there too.

    As for a spa! Holy Moly! Imagine that! I think one other thing you missed was even though there are all those facilities there and I will admit, I do work out of a very cushy camp, I don’t get time to use any of the extras. My work is an hours drive from our camp so after a huge day and then the travel you barley have time to shower and eat before you collapse into bed so you can be up again in seven hours time for the next day. I only talk to my family on the phone on the bus to and from camp to site because the second I set foot in camp I am scoffing my food and falling into bed. It is really nice to see a partner trying to understand what her husband lives like out at camp, my partner and my family have serious trouble understanding the life. I have come home straight off night shift, going on 23hrs of being awake, after my shift then travel home, to find the house a mess and not a scrap of food in the cupboard because boyfriend had a little bit of a cold and figured I would do it when I got home when all I want to do is eat anything, my first meal in 12 hours and then pass out. It can be hard.

    That said I love my job, I am living the FIFO dream, short roster, good camp and mostly great workmates (which is very important because living with people you can’t stand is a nightmare). The distance is real and it can be hard sometimes and FIFO is unlike most normal jobs, if your workmate annoys you you get to go home, in FIFO you have to have dinner with them. Make sure you tell us everything that is going on at home too! We miss out on a lot, it might not seem important to you when you are at home but any news from home is welcome.

  12. If you re-read the article we’re not complaining, of course we knew what we were signing up for when we decided to do FIFO. there was no rushing into it seeing $$ signs as everyone always seems to assume. The article was written to show a different perspective to FIFO life, that even though it can be hard, we still get on with it and do it.
    Thanks for reading though Shannon Jade and for sharing your point of view.

  13. Hi Amanda,

    Great article. My only issue is that it is not only men and husbands who work FIFO. There are a fair share of females who work FIFO all over the country!


    1. Hi Kathryn,
      Like I have written previously I was writing my account of my own personal experience. I feel I would not do justice to the experiences of what it would be like for a female fifo worker to tell their story, that needs to come from a female fifo worker herself. I am a FIFO wife and share my experiences from my personal perspective. The camp that I visited mainly had FIFO men, the few women I was able to talk to commuted each day from the nearest town.
      Thanks for reading and commenting. All the best.

  14. Amanda, very much enjoyed reading these posts…..I like hearing different views and perspectives of the FIFO life. I’m an older bloke who has been working away off and on for 35 years. In fact I’m sitting in my donga right now…..TV on, Internet connected, drank 6 heavy beers, so I wont blow numbers tomorrow morning ( few mates leaving the Project tomorrow so some money on the Wetty bar ). One does get a bit institutionalized to the lifestyle……and I am paid over $200k a year to do this remote area construction work in the Pilbara, WA. I do it pretty easy ( my former wife left me 13 years ago and working the construction rosters certainly was a contributing factor in our marriage breakdown…..having said that I don’t blame FIFO for this happening although it was a contributing factor ). It can be and is hard yards for young families……when my kids were little the Construction Swings were 10 weeks on and a week off and of course there wasn’t the communications available 20 odd years ago. When I started out in the game we used to do 4 months on and a week off and then later on 3 months ( Groote Eylandt 1985 ). 8 weeks on and 8 days off Gove, NT in 1998 and 6 and 1 Onslow WA in 1999. The 4 and 1 construction rosters began in the early 2000’s and are still current today in WA. As I said previously, I can handle the isolation and the heat, flies and long hours……fortunately I have no other responsibilities ( ie young kids/partner etc ) and in my circumstances the financial benefits are huge !. But…..I have paid a price…….and prospective candidates for working FIFO should really take into account the hidden dangers of persuing this type of work. Cheers. Dougie

  15. As someone who’s been doing the FIFO thing for more than a decade I can attest that it doesn’t get easier at all. I started this job as a single guy and it was hard, getting married made it so much harder. Now with two small children, it tears my heart to millions of pieces each time I have to get on the plane and go to work. I am sure I speak for many a husband when I say finding the words to explain how it makes us feel and how much we’d rather be “normal” husbands and fathers is near impossible. I am glad you got to experience this, and managed to “walk a mile in your husbands shoes”.
    Thank you, from the bottom of my heart for being putting the proverbial pen to paper and share your experiences. I will say this, I should not have read this piece while I am sitting at work……

  16. Hi there as others have said your husband yes is away for longer periods of time than others he is in a better camp than most where i stay in north queensland we have no pool no tennis courts no phones in rooms bad phone coverage not allowed to have a beer out side of the wet mess we arent even allowed a kettle in our room food has it moments bad more than good simple little things that do make it harder on anyone being away from their familys im away from my beutiful partner and four kids but there is only one reason i do it if i could do it any other way i would

    1. Hi Luke,
      thanks for reading and commenting. As I wrote in my post, I understood that this camp was one of the best of the lot, and understood that a lot had ALOT less then this one. Also the camp I visited was NOT my husbands camp. The post was trying to help those of us (fifo wives) better understand that when our husbands, just like you are away that you are not staying in hotels and partying on holiday. And just like you, the majority of those out there only do it for one reason, and if there was another way I’m sure they’d all jump at it.
      Thanks again for reading and all the best.

  17. I am not in a position to speak of FIFO camp in Australia.

    I would like though to comment as regards such camps in Northern Alberta.

    The style of camp you describe in your blog post is typically not available for those that are “field workers” or even “field supervisors”, but are reserved for ” executives”.

    While there is usually a basket ball court (winter about 6 months long) and always a gym, swimming and 4mX4m rooms are for these same executives. Heck, there is even 9 holes of golf I am told.

    Isolation is tough. 3am fire alarm drills when you gotta be up for 5am is in my opinion, insane.

    Please keep in mind, any camp ANY company is going to show off is 99% of the time these executive camps. The standard worker or “trades” rooms are half the size, with much more inferior quality food.

  18. Hi Amanda, great blog and spot on. I am a FIFO wife with 2 young daughters. I was given the opportunity at christmas time to visit my husband on site, (all expenses paid…..thank you Barminco) and life was pretty much as you explained it. I feel that initially it was perceived as a bit of an adventure but after a few swings the reality dawned that it was long hours, hard physical work and mentally very taxing as important dates were missed, day to day experiences of the kids were missed and disipline varied as wait until your father gets home really just doesn’t cut it. I feel that both partys need to make a considerable effort to keep the relationship real in a marriage and if one strayed then it probably would have happened regardless of whether FIFO was a factor.

  19. Thankyou, I read this article, thought about everything my partner and I have bickered about when he is away from myself and our two babies at work, I shed a few tears of guilt and hugged him tight and told him how much I do appreciate him. Your article made me see things in a different light. I know I have one of the good ones when it comes to having a FIFO partner, so every time I feel a bit down, a bit neglected, a bit over the FIFO wife life I now just think about what you have written and it helps me calm and re-gather my thoughts and emotions before having our nightly chat. Thankyou.
    Ps. For all the negative replies, they are not needed, trust me, we think enough negative thoughts of our own during our husbands time away, this story and page in general helps get us through sometimes, so please bear that in mind before you touch the keyboard in response.

  20. I would not be proud. FIFO WORKERS are killing our country. FIFO workers visit FIFO Prostitutes and dont tell wives… FIFO workers die before others because they work in dangerous mining operations and are not told the true picture. Please encourage your husband to come home and be a father and a husband not a free range slave living in box to die … I cannot support this anymore knowing the truth. My ex husband was a FIFO 30 years ago and its worse now. All the FIFO jobs are being scaled back so its not good food anymore layed on, its make a pizza in your room and pay through the neck if you want your bed linen washed now. The boom is over and the water is contaminated – now what are we all going to drink?

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