Friday, January 18, 1929
Sure had worse luck heaped on already rotten luck today. The Captain of the Kyno absolutely refused to take me deck because of the great danger of being blown overboard by the wind or washed over in the bad weather. As he is responsible, you can’t blame him much, but still if he were game he would take a sporting chance on it. I’m willing to take the risk. He put me in a hole right. With no way to go except by passenger boat, which is cheaper than cargo by half, I found I had £15 after paying the hotel bill. As the best I can do is a £14 third class passage next Wednesday, I didn’t have enough. Had to ask the hotel manager for credit till I got to Cairo. Guess I have barely enough now if all goes well. This is a pain, but I can’t stay in Gib forever and I can’t get a job or deck passage over. My $45 reserve is all gone and some of next month’s too. Looks like I would do a bit of walking in Egypt.
Cooler today. Rainy this morn but nice this afternoon. No mail. While sitting in the Alameda this afternoon along came the Baileys who were rather surprised to see me still here. All I need is a trunk of clothes and I would be a native.