Sorry for my misleading title but after my Batanes trip, that's exactly what was going through my head right now. I rarely fall in love with a place. In Batanes, I fell for it the moment my feet touched the ground and the first view I glanced upon was the stunning Mount Iraya and the faces of the beautiful Ivatans. The feeling was overwhelming and now, I kinda understand why Crim feels awfully melancholic everytime she leaves Batanes to go back to work in the city.
I could never afford owning a house in Batanes so I just bought a miniature Ivatan house. How ingenous, hehe. Aside from the tons of photos I took, all I have is this house, a handful of key chains and ref magnets, and loads of good memories of friends and the smiling faces Ivatans.
I will come back, I promise! :-)