Overslept. Got cold at night, bundled up in the sleeping bag and, once warm, slept until 9:30 — until the ground buzzed us. In the morning we ran an interesting ZOR (stellar orientation) mode from the “Delta” computer system. The star search proceeded through automatic station rotations followed by a spiral scan of the designated sky area to capture the star with the photometer and refine orientation, then automatically activate the RT-4 X-ray telescope and SRK-2M X-ray spectrometer.
We monitored the orientation and star search using the star tracker AO-1, sextant S-2, and “Pilot” sight. Everything was very interesting, but the capture didn’t work for some reason, even though pointing accuracy was about one and a half degrees. During the sunlit portion we did visual observations and replaced telemetry transmitters.
Over the “Mayak” radio we heard that the French ambassador in Moscow presented the Legion of Honor to our cosmonauts; Jean and Patrick will receive theirs in France.
Our medals were given by the French ambassador to the head of the Cosmonaut Training Center, to be presented to us on behalf of France after landing. The Hero of the Soviet Union stars for our guys and the French cosmonaut Jean-Loup Chretien were presented by Chairman of the Council of Ministers N. D. Tikhonov.
I started gathering materials for my dissertation — time will fly, and later it’ll be hard to catch up; some things you can’t make up later. Up here I can get a lot done now — everything is at hand: documentation, instruments, experiments on my topic are running, and so on. A bit more about daily life. Today the doctors told us via comm that our body microbial analysis — which the visiting expedition brought back — found harmful flora in our mouths. They recommended we brush our teeth not with towelettes, as we find convenient, but with the electrophoretic brush and “Orbita” toothpaste.
We shave with a regular “Agidel” razor, only with a hair-collection chamber; afterward we suction the clippings out with a vacuum attachment. We massage our scalps with a brush covered by a moist towelette — a pleasant procedure.
The main tool on board is scissors, tied to everyone’s pocket by a long string. They’re needed constantly: whether preparing food or doing repair work, you always have to cut, open packets, trim insulation tape, and so on.
After exercise we take a “shower” — wiping down with moist towels stored in double plastic bags. They’re always cold; we dry off with a dry towel. We can sunbathe on the world’s best beaches — over Rio de Janeiro, the Bahamas, or over Africa, Australia. Anywhere we like, for our resort minutes — but only minutes. The sun here doesn’t tolerate jokes: after two-three minutes under its rays, your skin looks like it’s been on a beach for a whole day.