The entire Team Anjo woke up early.
The day began with a cool breeze in the air, a quiet reminder that another chapter in the campaign's story was about to unfold.
Today's destination: Barangay Little Baguio.
It may not be a large place, but the warmth of the welcome we received there was far greater than anyone expected.
Even before Mayor Andy's vehicle had fully stopped, you could see eager smiles waiting for us, as if they'd been anticipating this day for a long time, not just to see a politician, but to welcome back a leader they truly loved.
As we got out of the vehicle and started walking through the narrow paths of the barangay, a family approached carrying some food.
It wasn't an elaborate feast, but you could feel the fullness of their hearts.
"Mayor, this is what we could prepare. Sorry if it's simple, but it's from our family, from our hearts," one of them said, handing over the tray of food.
Mayor Andy smiled, gave them a hug, and replied:
"What matters most is sincere support, not grand gestures. Thank you so much."
We later heard that the man who offered the food was once a supporter of Mayor's rival, but had now shifted to Team Anjo.
That moment seemed to spark a series of heartfelt gestures throughout the day.
As we continued the house-to-house visit, another mother came forward with a small container of bread.
"Mayor, this is my husband's favorite. He said you can't leave without receiving this."
These moments a quiet, humble, but filled with deep feeling are what give color and meaning to every day of the campaign.
It isn't just about handing something over; it's a testament to their trust.
As we walked on, you could feel every step getting a little lighter.
Despite the uphill roads and winding paths, there were people smiling, waving, greeting us warmly.
One elderly woman waited by a small store, holding a campaign poster of Mayor Andy.
Children joined in, dancing to the music.
Women wore red shirts to show their support for Mayor and the entire Team Anjo.
At every house we passed, you'd see little signs, potted flowers, and sometimes eyes glistening with tears.
An old man handed Mayor a drink for him and the other volunteers.
"Mayor, have something to drink! Don't worry, it's you and only you we'll vote for here."
Mayor accepted the drink, squeezed the old man's hand, and replied:
"Thank you so much, Tay."
In moments like these, politics fades away. What remains is heart, faith, and a trust that can't be bought.
The entire morning became a journey through quiet but unshakable love in Little Baguio.
There were no loud cheers, no grand bands playing, but every smile, every handshake was enough to strengthen the spirit of any candidate.
And at every home that still displayed an old campaign shirt, tarpaulin, or sticker tucked in the door, one message was clear: they had not forgotten.
After the house-to-house, the team took a short break, but the warmth of the morning stayed with all of us.