Utrecht, The Hague, Rotterdam #3: Hilversum still

Today , I could wake up 30 minutes later. Alarm at 7am. Felt earlier than it did yesterday. My body seems to work that way. Can't even remember my dreams. Maybe I didn't dream. Got too cocky about it yesterday, I reckon. Shower. Go for breakfast. In anticipation of the substandard lunch on offer, I force myself to have a filling breakfast . One that would make a Brit go: Bosh . White beans, tomato…