The food on this boat is darn poor. Liver about every third day. Most of the boys are too sick to eat. Entered Wellington, New Zealand harbor. Met by air force band.
Land looks good after our stormy trip.
Ate about six times and crammed ice cream and candy the rest of the time. So tired I am ready for camp. Kind of grim work. Shows what is ahead for us. Pulled out of Wellington harbor with a lot of other ships.