12th of October, 1492:
Made landfall. I am not sure what language these natives are speaking, but it's definitely not Hebrew or Aramaic. Urdu, perhaps?
15th of October, 1492:
It's Sukkot. Went to the jungle to build a little tent. Old habits die hard.
21st of October, 1942:
I doubt that these are the Lost Tribes of Israel. Will keep mouth shut for now.
27th of October, 1492:
All this "convert the heavens" nonsense is getting on my nerves. I know I'm supposed to be a good Catholic now, but puh-lease.
2nd of November, 1492:
Rodrigo de Jerez and I are being sent inland. Columbus wants us to find the Great Khan. What a dope.
3rd of November, 1492:
The natives are friendly. The women are welcoming.
7th of November, 1492:
Rodrigo has spent the last four days inside the hut of the village elder. I tried to enter it, but it was filled with smoke. Started coughing and couldn't stop for hours. Decided to go back to the women.
10th of November, 1492:
The village elder carried Rodrigo out of the hut. His teeth are an unhealthy shade of brown.
12th of November, 1492:
Rodrigo came to this morning. He keeps telling me to try this "tobacco". I like my teeth bright yellow, thank you very much.
13th of November, 1492:
Heading back to the coast. Hopefully Columbus hasn't sailed. Yet... I kinda like this island. The women are welcoming, after all. If only I could get used to all the smoking.