This morning, the prince here didn’t want to wake up. I didn’t know whether to be quiet and wait, or make some “involuntary” noise. Finally, while I was planning, Bruttone woke up. The morning was spent packing the tent and visiting the town of Haarlem. This town is very nice, but apart from the church of Sant. Bade-Grote Kerk (which as I understand it, is the same thing, while Bruttone is still looking for the latter), there isn’t much to do. The church had a beautiful central nave with wooden rowed vaults and great, comfy, toilets.