Rising at 6 ― all thigs in order stored ― & I & the Suliot were off at 6.45. I do not like this weekly flitting from muche I have ever wished: ― but it is unavoidable.
My! wasn’t it cold! & when ― (at 8) just by the Var, I attempted to draw the great bay so like that of Philates ― I could hardly hold pencil. It was in 1841 I was kept at St. Laurent by the Bridge of the Var breaking down ― & I paid several, (I think 10 ―) Napoleons to get over in a carriage: ― yet it seems but a few days ago ― instead of 24 years! ― The Var “cavity” is a grand scene: but how cold! However it grew warmer as one walked on ― & at Vancex it was warm. Endless  the road, & once or twice I drew. (Ice abounds.) ― & by 11.30, Antibes was reached. Then, went across to La Garoupe, observing some lovely gardens: ― & all that bit of ground, was lovely. Lunch ― & drawing till 2. X5 Then visits & wanderings ― & slowly return to Antibes, & walk about its streets. And so to Rail, where we had to wait till 7.10 for train. Got to Nice by 8
10 ― & left lodgings altogether.
Walked home, & G. gave me a good dinner at 9.30.
N.B. written when half asleep.
(x not Vance but Cagnes.)
 An illegible word and the rest have been crossed out.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3. Image.]