The harbor picturesque, something like that of San Francisco in its main shore lines and encompassing hill scenery. Water muddy. Have interesting talk with Hindu who is a Government mail agent. He talks very well. I spoke of the Himalaya, deodars, glaciers, etc. Asked if he knew what glacier was. O yes, a glacier is a big block of snow and ice on the top of a mountain. When I said this was like defining a river as a block of water, he laughed heartily at his own ignorance. October 25th. Slept well, cool room to myself on upper deck. Cooking pretty good or fair. October 26th. Fine day. The Arabian Sea dark blue, breeze enough to raise a few whitecaps. The sky bright, cloudless, save a few horizontal wisps and tufts, dull in color, nothing like cumuli. Temperature, when one is dressed in light white cotton clothes (these thin undershirts silk ones), with no vest is comfortable. Slept well. Am resting from the cares of hotels and railway life. Saw white-bellied swallow this P.M. Flitting around the ship not in the least wing wary, 175 miles from Suez, but happy looking as if fly-catching around a barn. Very calm, scarce a whitecap to be seen. The sky white, pale yellow
Original journal dimensions: 11 x 16.5 cm.
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