26 November 1945
Dearest Mom
I got a couple of your letters just before sailing.
Tomorrow morning we arrive at Port Said. We plan a short tour of Cairo, if there's no
epidemic of plague.
The voyage has been interesting one day out of N.Y. the storm got to bad we had to
heave to for a day we that's one day lost. The weather was bad until the Azores, when the
ocean calmed down and the sun came out. We saw Portugal, a welcome sight after a week of
water. Then, half a day later, Spain and Africa dove into view, and we sailed past Cape
Trafalgar and Cape Spartel, and finally, Gibraltar.
The Mediterranean is absolutely beautiful. We skirted the coast as far as Tunis, so there
was wild, rough, hilly, golden land to contrast with the deep blue sea. And the sunsets and
sunrises are gorgeous.
The chances are 50-50 that we'll continue around the world to Seattle, I'll know when we
get to Karachi.
All my love to you and the family, Mommikins.
Linus