Okay, so we didn’t actually take any photos at the market, but we did go, and we bought Rosella jam, tropical fruits, sugar cane juice, jewelry- our usual Queensland market haul (though I did miss the Chili Madness lady from the Sunday markets in Brisbane).
The market is located by Dickson Inlet, which is lovely and has crocs, so no swimming there. 
Afterward, because we had been snorkeling the day before (and were VERY VERY sore- more on that later), we decided to go back to our villa and soak our sore muscles in the pool. We had a feeling that we might not be able to walk by the end of the day, so we did some food shopping in town, just in case crawling to dinner was no longer an option.
Before our twenty minute walk back to the villa, we stopped off at the fishmonger and picked up a kilo of local bugs (think small lobsters) and a half kilo of banana prawns.
Once back, we spent most of the afternoon soaking in the heated pool, followed by relaxing in our private hammock. We may have also had some Ben Lee playing, maybe. There was a very hippie vibe going round.
Once sufficiently relaxed, we shelled all the seafood, tossed it in some garlic and shallot (French eschalot here) butter and served over a bed of saffron linguine with some fresh basil from one of the plants in the resort’s garden. A nice glass of Sauv Blanc, and dinner was complete, and we didn’t even have to put on clothes. It was awesome.
For dessert I served up some tropical fruits (yellow dragonfruit and custard apple are my new favourite noms btw), and all was right in the world.
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