Friday, August 6, 1915

I got up early, but it was too cold for me on deck so I corked off until breakfast in a hatch with several of the 'gang' who felt as I did. After quarters we went ashore. A visit to the waffle kitchen began the day. Part of the morning was spent looking round the fair before we began our pilgrimage to Solari's shrine. It was four o'clock before we left that place, and seven when we returned to the ship; the three intervening hours being spent at the fair. It was again cold and foggy when I turned in, and for some time the old fog horn at the gate kept me awake.