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152 Tuesday. July 8 Nice [[strikethrough]] Thursday, May 31, 1928 [[/strikethrough]] [[strikethrough]] Last [[/strikethrough]] Yesterday on the boat was grand. In the morning I said "Good-bye" to the Naples people, especially Fred (after the night before) and then to Pompeii with mother, the [[?Pereras]], and an impossible guide. Pompeii is beautiful. The setting of soft, cloudless sky, mountains, Vesuvius with its smoke, ocean, pink houses of Naples is perfect. I liked the ruins, too. They seemed to have a perfect proportion and charm of design. They were beautiful simply. The color too blended in the picture. The life must have been divine — easy, carefree and comfortable. But Pompeii was hot — cobble-stones — glass mosaics all seemed to absorb and give out heat. Nicest was the Forum, the theatre, the baths, and the Temple of Aphrodite and Diana... Back to the ship for lunch... The afternoon. Sunset and a talk with Bill. Mr. Kaufman, a trifle tired, morbid, and disgusted. Supper. The deserted ship. Bill.... He was terribly nice and entertaining and sounded really sincere when he told us how sorry he was I'd evaded him at the beginning of the trip. We talked and talked. And it was happy sort of. Finally I kissed him once — and then we talked and talked — and then good-night. He is a nice person, not brilliant, but clever, attractive, entertaining and full of magnetism. Landing. Good-byes. The [[?]] in Genoa with drinks with Harry Kaufman and Zimbalist — and Bill in the distance. The Blue Train! Heat! The beautiful scenery, shrieking glorious colors — the sea and the mountains! NICE. A terribly disappointing city with (insert on p.153) 153 Friday, June 1, 1928 a luxurious hotel and a horrid beach consisting of PEBBLES and PEBBLES and bourgoise French people. Supper. A nice drive. A moon! Wednesday, July 9 NICE This morning to the Public Plage to swim. I got so tired swimming. Can it be smoking or lack of practice? So greasy with cocoanut oil, and so broiling in the brazen sun, and so frying on the stones I got a grand sun-burn. The beach was NICE to-day — lunch there. Shopping in the Wanamakary - Gallierie Lafayette. Supper. The disappointment in the Casino. A perfect moon over that glorious sea.... A radio from Bob "the moon last night. Another time" — then he does remember, too? Insert on page 152
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