28. 1 July, 1964 W. Honolulu → sea. This day is one of anxiety, optimism & wonder as we leave Honolulu behind & steam into the immense space of the Pacific. I hope all goes well. The rocking of the ship begins early, but no problem as yet. 2 July 1964 → 19 July 1964 I write this in a lump because that is how it remains in my mind, a lump in stomach as well. To say that seasickness is miserable is like saying Everest is high - an entire inadequate description of an obvious truth. God, what strange gustships of the stomach, what rotten metallic tastes in the mouth, doubts about eating, spots before the eyes, & a room that never sits still. For 5 days the situation remains unchanged, & the clanging of plates & silverware below only adds a burden to the prone sufferings above. Should I try to force down more food ultimately destined for the sea, or the side of the ship. Finally a solution, if I pray my stomach immediately before eating, I have 20 minutes or so of blessed calm & relief before the gnawing sensitivity returns to the stomach & chews the throat.