June 30, 1325 Tangier

A short while ago, I left the place where I was born in Tangier (Document A). For the first time, I left to set out for the Holy House and the Tomb of the Prophet (Document A). Even though I was lonely since I did not bring any friends along, I still had a very nice trip. It was sad saying goodbye to my friend and parents, but still, I knew I needed to leave home. Tangier was the place I had been living my whole life, and although I knew it would be hard to leave, I knew I had to eventually (Document A). When I finally made it all the way to Tilimsan city, I saw the ambassadors of their sultan Abu Tashifin who was leaving the city that day (Document A). They were very kind people. They were also the first friends I made along the trip. I was happy to have met them before they left. As they left, they asked me if I wanted to travel with them (Document A). Because I didn't know them well, I prayed on the matter (Document A). It was after three whole days that I finally decided to go with them (Document A). I felt like it was the right thing to do, I rode off to meet with them. I finally found them after three days of traveling but also found them sick from the heat (Document A). One of the ambassadors got really sick, and although we tried to tend to his needs with water by the stream, he finally died from heat exhaustion (Document A). After his death I left to pursue my own journey with some merchants from tunis (Document A).