Hugo and I made tea on my alcohol stove, and each had a can of fruit.
I found that he or we had forgotten to get bread and salt from the hotel and bananas which we had counted on. I think it had something to do with Miss Tumankol’s visit which put it out of Hugo’s mind, as I rather left it to him because I had got most of the other supplies.
We went ashore at Tilamuta at about 9 and took a drive in a cart. We met Miss Sievy, who runs a coconut plantation near there with her married sister. She had a car and a young Maleo bird in a basket. We drove out to her plantation, which was on the coast, about half an hour away.
I took pictures of the young Maleo bird. Miss Sievy was partly Malay, partly Arab, partly Dutch and distinctly native looking. I went to the Dutch bath room and took advantage of the opportunity to take a complete bath. We walked down the beach to some Maleo nests in the sand and I took pictures of one of her young birds in one of the holes. She was pleasant but her English was almost un-understandable. She returned with us to the town where we said good bye, and she presented me with a snapshot of herself.
The boat started at about 11:30. I found a place at the stern where I could place a mattress and get some sleep. There was smell and a great deal of vibration but I slept just the same. Hugo slept too, in the sun on the forward part of the deck, and got considerably burned. At about 3 we had a mixture of canned tomato and vegetable soup and I had a can of fruit, while he had peanut butter with nothing to put it on.
We anchored at Bumbulan, still on the same coast, at about 2:30.
We were still east of Marissa and the coast is the same as we followed on the Cheng Ho, so that everything had a familiar look. When the “Poigar” strikes south to Unauna we will then see a new and interesting island.