Fri 6. [6 April 1900] I woke at 3, and looked out to see rain so I went to sleep again till 5 when Hanna woke me and we were off at 6.45. Tarif went straight to Salt - I had given him a medjideh a day and his corn and a 10 pc tip - the muleteers followed slowly (they sleep at the bridge tonight) and Hanna and I rode on to Jericho. It was pretty coming down the Hemra, but all the Ghor had faded. There was no sun but it was hot and the flies awful. We didn't stop at the Hesban [Hisban] stream which looked horrid dirty (I saw a perfect dolmen above it) but went on to where the road crosses the [space left blank] which we reached at 11.30. The oleanders were lovely. We left at 12 got to the bridge at 1.30 and to the inn at 2.30. Jericho doesn't look nice, it is all burnt up and horrid, but the pomegranates are lovely. My horse has a sore back, may its house be destroyed! I had tea and a wash, walked out and was invited into an Arab hut to eat bread and leben, then I went on and gathered thistle seeds. Kr‰mer left 3 days ago and there is no one I know.