August 27, 1944
Day of rest - and how we rested. Every day is Sunday around this place. Did a little washing today - 2 undershorts and one shirt. Read "Candide" by Voltaire - story of young man's travels and trials. The boat is now assuming a slow easy roll from side to side - which throws the shadows back and forth across the ceiling in a crazy pace. Rained slightly in the early morning, everything was grey and vicious looking, but now the water is teal and ideal. Had a peanut butter sandwich and coffee for lunch. Enroute 9 days.

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