Mr. and Mrs. Slinger, who keep this hotel, had an extraordinary collection of shells which we looked over. Also a monkey eating eagle in a cage. One of the wildest looking birds I have seen. They feed it on raw meat and a live chicken a week.
Daan, Fant and I hired a car to drive back to the boat after lunch. The others returned to the lumber camp for the night. I would have gone with them but we had to divide through lack of room.
Trip of 125 miles took from 1:30 till 7:15 PM, one hour out on account of the ferry getting stuck in the mud.
Had a fried egg and some of the fine Pilsen beer I brought on board and went to bed at 9.
The destroyer, Stewart, which was at Zamboanga, was in the harbor at Parang, also two planes, bombers.