It had been a hell of a long afternoon.
We were a couple of days into our road trip around the Mekong Delta, and had left Ben Tre a little later than planned. As usual we opted for the longer, more scenic route, involving multiple ferry crossings and more rutted dirt roads than you could shake a stick at.
Rapidly running out of light and trying to balance the need for speed with the need to not be thrown off the bikes by invisible potholes, nobody was voicing the concern that the last ferry of the day might not either (a) exist or (b) still be running. The idea of returning half an hour back down that road in the dark was simply not one we wanted to entertain.
Luckily for everyone, the ferry was waiting when we finally turned up. Bumping our way onboard, we found somewhere to park the bikes, jumped off and brushed the worst of the road dust from our faces.
Until that moment, I hadn’t even noticed the gorgeous sunset happening out over the river.
Finally, it was time for a photo.