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[[preprinted]] April   WEDNESDAY, 16   1902.[[/preprinted]]

Awoke early as it was very cold in the train. We were nearing Bordeaux and there was a slight stir toward baggage etc. Not much doings as yet for country. Chocolate a wash a 40 minute wait a change of cars and we started for Irun. Beautiful day and country gets finer as we we pass along rows of poplars by the train, Level plains, pine groves farm house & peasants and many flowers, a sort of golden rod and a beautiful blue flower. It is getting hilly soon the loom of mountains & a glimpse of the beautiful ocean and soon we are running on mountain sides with the sea to the right and grand cliffs dropping into Sunlight and hazing a few sails in the distance. O it was lovely. up up all the time and the clouds brushing the mountains and below us. Irun. Dinner and much Spanish. Still going higher. fine all P.M. Sunset grand and the dusk was magnificent in the hills.
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[[preprinted]] April   THURSDAY, 17   1902.[[/preprinted]]
Awoke at 5 AM. as the train was going through some magnificent mountains & saw the sunrise from among them and touch first the big snow capped fellow and slowly find the others and then reach further down stir things a little in the valleys & soon the whole place was singing light & color. It was wild and rugged and very grand. The air was fine, dry & cold and the picturesque peasants along the way still had their big blankets wrapped around them Here and there a flat roofed white stone house stuck into some small notch way up the side of a mountain only increased the barreness of the place. Trees were scarce. Soon we began to slide slowly down to some big plateax still treeless and barren with an oc-