This transcription has been completed. Contact us with corrections.
[[preprinted]] 20 [[/preprinted]] Trinidad 50. Stopped by to say goodbye to Mrs. Adamson, and on the way home stopped at St. Joseph at the stamp place. Bought two lots of miscellaneous stamps, one lot of India stamps, and a few mixed [[strikethrough]] West [[/strikethrough]] jubilee stamps for $6.00. Arrived home late for brunch, and shortly after took the motor down to the pier to crate for shipping. After two hours of running about satisfying clerks, customs, and s.s. agents, I finally got it crated at 4:45. Then went back to the agent to get our tickets. The boat is so crowded that we can't be in the same cabin. Reached home at 5:30 and found tea waiting. At 6:30 went to see Prof. Urich at his home. Dr. Pickles was there, also. Urich gave me several vials of termite guests, and also a [[underlined]] Paederus [[/underlined]] from Venezuela. After dinner we started to pack the trunk as it has to be at the quay by noon. [[margin]] I-7-36 [[/margin]] Had to go to the pier by 8:30 to get the refund of $45.00 deposited on the motorcycle. Waited quite a while for the papers and then had to go to the Treasury office for the actual payment. At request they rushed the papers through and I received the money. This took till nearly ten, and I then got two men with a cart to come out for the trunk. I beat them on the street-car. They took [[end page]] [[start page]] [[preprinted]] 21 [[/preprinted]] the trunk for five shillings and I went back to the dock to finish up the Customs business. The chief inspector, Mr. Pouchet, was very kind, and said he would leave the radio so that I could get it any time this evening. Then I went to see the American consul, and left our forwarding address. Went to the bank to change my currency into bills of the banks that have branches in Grenada, so that they will be accepted at face value. Got home for a late lunch, and then packed my suitcases and the dunnage bag. I had put so much in the trunk that the others weren't crowded. Phoned to Mr. M.C. Arner about the centipede for the zoo. He agreed to try to get the First Officer on the s.s. Nerissa to take care of it to New York. If this fails he will send it by Air Express. Gave him one of the tags to the U.S. Despatch Agent in N.Y. We had tea a little early and then got a taxi to take us to the 5 o'clock launch. After we had gotten to the pier and dismissed the taxi, I remembered the radio in the Custom. I had ten minutes so I ran over to get it. No one knew anything about it, but they finally phoned Mr. Pauchet. He had forgotten all about it, but gave instructions to deliver it to me at once. The man