The situation worsened daily, as a French diary entry remarks:
The sea began to get rough; the ship listed 25 degrees. That was unusual for the Mediterranean.
The majority of passengers suffered from sea-sickness. It was a desperate situation. [...] the crew
gave assistance everywhere but to each individual only a little. They vacated their cabins for the
sick, and elderely women. Naturally that was not enough and above all it was the irony of fate.
The only change in their lives was the daily 45 minute walk on deck, and shower, as Dov Freiberg
remarks:
I remember we were washing and an American sailor stood there with a large hose and sprayed us
with water. It was fantastic.
