I am able to see the ships at anchor for miles, and the landing stage for all the warships is just under my window.

As near as McCoy Rock from the terrace.

It is like a moving picture all the time.
I bought myself an oil stove and a can of Standard oil, and, instead of trying to warm the hotel with my body, I let George do it.

But it is a very small stove, and to really get the good of it, I have to sit with it between my legs.

Still, it is such a relief to be alone, and not to pack all the time.