Monday. The weather gets nicer. Pyramid of Sahure to the right, which I see in the morning. Towed with a rope all day - a little wind - the Nile is all flat - we walk on the bank, treading on beautiful fine sand. We spend the afternoon lounging on the deck; in the evening we get back on shore, on the right bank.

Golden clouds like satin sofas - the sky is full of bluish, pigeon’s throat tints. The sun sets in the desert. To the left, the Arabic range with its indentations - it is flat at the top, it’s a plateau - in the foreground, palm trees, in this foreground is bathed in this black tint. In the background, beyond the palm trees, camels pass. Two or three Arabs go by on donkeys. What silence! - not a sound - large expanses of sand and sun! This landscape can become quite formidable - the Sphinx has something of that same impact.