The Germans gave me a lift to the bus terminal so I could take a bus to Bled. Yes back to Bled again. Back to the youth hostel I stayed at on my last visit. I picked up my mail at the post office and there was a letter from Heidi’s mother saying that Heidi and Michael were in Ireland for a 4 week vacation, No mail from Canada. A mail strike? I headed for the lake after getting my room at the youth hostel but it clouded over and I made it back to the hostel just before it started to pour. I acquainted myself with a couple of Frenchmen who were dying to play soccer. Speaking of a strike I phoned Overseas National Airways in Frankfurt and was told there was the possibility of a strike by airport workers. JUST GREAT! I headed into town to buy a Herald Tribune to see what was going on with Nixon. Nothing but rumours and possibilities. Went out with the Frenchmen to play soccer at the field I played at 369 days ago. It turned sunny and we played for a couple of hours and back to that infernal cold-water shower. The freezing cold mountain water evokes screams as it hits the body. We watched a movie “Cincinnati Kid” with Steve McQueen and off to bed at 23:00.