April 3, 1509
It now has come to what I thought it would be: I am stowing away on Martin Fernandez de Encisco's ship with my dog Leoncico. Not only that, I am hiding in a barrel, hoping that Encisco will not find me. I do not know exactly what I am going to do for food either. I owe many people money and I am in more debt than before. The only way to get out of this is if I do not get caught by any of the men. I am on my way to San Sebastian, and I will find a job there. I should have settled at the coast of Uraba, but I felt the need to continue my expedition to Hispaniola. I do not know what time it is or anything else. At least I am away from those crazy creditors.
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