Tuesday, June 26, 1917:
Arrived at Dijon at 6 P.M. Didn’t sleep a wink all night long. Am feeling rather grouchy. We were taken to a little old shack in the heart of Dijon filled with straw and were told that we were to sleep there. Jack Townsend picked out a nice room and held it for five of us. I was one. When I was in the hospital at Sandricourt my cot was taken away from me and given to someone else. Didn’t have time to go around to 7, Rue François Premier for a new one so I am out one cot. The straw came in very handy and with the assistance of a bed made a very comfortable bed.
We were introduced to our cars this P.M.-- 20 brand-new Fiats with a staff car. They are dandies. We weren’t allowed to touch them. We eat at a place about one mile from our “club,” in a place which used to be a Catholic school, but is now a French barracks. The food is good and sufficient, but slight in variety.
Breakfast -- coffee and bread.
Dinner -- soup, stew, potatoes, bread, wine.
Supper -- meat, potatoes, vegetable, bread, wine. We usually supply ourselves with confiture (jam) to replace butter.
Slept all afternoon and went to bed soon after supper.
