It was quite a novel trip across from London as the fog was so dense leaving Victoria Station they put detonations on the line for miles and then went very slowly. The fog lifted a bit just outside Folkestone and we sailed into that station at a great pace. Before the boat left however the blanket was down again and we went miles past Boulogne before the skipper found out and so back we went to the screaming of foghorns and whistles finally docking about 2.30. The Customs were again easy and I seem to be lucky as so far my boxes have not been opened at all and I am frightened it is all being saved up for me until reaching Sydney when I will have quite a lot to declare.

Well off again in the train to Paris and she sure is some flyer. I think the fastest train I have ever been in and we got to Gare du Nord in a little over two hours. As the fog had lifted in France I got quite a good look at the scenery on the way down. At Gare du Nord my troubles began as these Frogs do not speak French the way I do and it was hard work telling the taxi where I wanted to come to but I finally succeeded and landed in the pub where they spoke English a little before 6 o'clock and a bit tired. Later a chap dropped in whom I was expecting and after dinner adjourned to one of the shows - The Casino. That little town in N.S.W. does not know it is alive in comparison and I will tell you more of the show when I return as it would look under written down in black and blue.