A funny evening.

We devour the seafood and find that we have no paper napkins. By this time we are all a little jolly, the wine flowing freely, and I have discovered Nicks caving headlamp which he uses to read in bed. We substitute toilet paper for paper towels and howls of laughter are forthcoming as we joke and act up for the video camera which I am holding rather unsteadily. We plan to go to Port Douglas tomorrow and we decide that this is the way to enjoy a holiday... plenty of seafood, plenty of laughter and good company.