It doesn't matter even if I'd checked my bearing...because I would have forgotten it by now.
But I remember those monstrous freshwater prawns...
...curried, Chinese-style, with lots of shallots and curry leaves.
And steamed bread for dipping.
Followed by an even fresher catch.
Countless prawns, a steamed red snapper and bottles of homemade sugarcane juice later, we headed home, passing the place we would have and perhaps, will explore one day.
In the past 48 hours, we were the real monsters.