Spent most of the day seeing the city and shopping, and we took a walk across the Rhine. Met some boys from the 4th Corps Park Art. and saw the 168th Reg. of N.Y. City drill in the park across from the hotel. Saw another Co. drill on parade. There are many airplanes continually fling across the city.
The end of the most wonderful trip. We were in the city we had started for on Jan. 7, and it was on the 15th we arrived. It was a wonderful trip because of the good company and the fine scenery, the opportunity of seeing the graves of the boys I had known and to whom I felt as a sister. And the battlefields where so many had fought to the finish for the right; forgetting all the rainy days, thinking only of the bright ones.
Diary of a World War I Donut Girl 