I'm not sure if he recognized me. He probably did. #2 was from last year, #1 was from this year. Batanes is becoming to be really familiar to me. And vice versa, I hope. I see familiar faces suddenly smiling back as if to tell me that, yeah, we remember you. It's a nice feeling. But it's also just the tip of the iceberg, I suspect. At some point, it will cease to become a tourist stop. And I wonder if it will involve me to something a bit deeper. Who knows, eh?