9 April 1945, 09:00
The meat cooked overnight was distributed, and we also received dried bread — crushed up — and raw potatoes, one piece each. We also received something else: wheat. This was given to us so we could cook it along the way. I filled one of my coat pockets with it too. I should mention that I missed the bread distribution because I wandered off briefly looking for familiar faces in the crowd, and by the time I got back it had all been handed out and there was none left for me. At around 1 in the afternoon we set off from Zalabér through Türje, and I am currently writing these lines at the edge of a field, at the outskirts of the village of Szalapa. Same day, 18:00. Lunch just happened — only a break. I ate the little piece of meat I had saved from the night before, again without salt or bread. I think we're heading towards Tapolca — if only I had wings! The kilometres are not adding up fast, as we have only come 17 so far today; Tapolca is still 30 km away. Same day, 17:00. I was badly mistaken: 1. we did not continue but spent the night here, just as the previous night. 2. We are not heading to Tapolca but towards Jánosháza.
10 April 1945, 10:00
The night passed badly as it was very cold. For breakfast we received dried bread and wheat — the wheat is still holding out. At around 9 o'clock we set off towards Jánosháza.