Housed in the tower of one of Amsterdam's medieval buildings is something quite unexpected--a lab full of machines, incubators, petri dishes, and microbes. It might sound like the beginning of a gothic novel, but this is just where Waag Society's open wetlab--an initiative that strives to make biotechnology more accessible--happens to operate.
If being around really tall people is your kind of thing, go to Holland. The average man is 6'3". And that's without clogs on. As well as clogs, several other C-words can be ascribed to the Netherlands' capital city: canals, coffee shops and culture, for instance; all of which Amsterdam has in abundance.
Feeding a growing global population of nine billion people by 2050 is one of the world's biggest challenges--especially in the context of rapid urbanisation, rising amounts of food waste and climate change. During one day of discussions senior executives from agribusiness, policymaking and the NGO community examined approaches to food and nutrition security.
My journey into this flourishing two-wheeled world was certainly eye opening. There is a whole cycling scene that I simply had no idea existed. Lets kick off with 'Critical Mass'. Who knew that on the last Friday of every month hundreds of cyclists meet under Waterloo bridge for a "self-organized, non-commercial, celebration, spontaneous gathering
The only thing more annoying than an irritating child being rambunctious on a crowded train, is a child conducting himself in such a manner in French. There is something rather excruciating about hearing incomprehensible high pitched words produced from the back of someone else's throat when you are already of a nauseous disposition.
I'm feeling positively charged already at the prospect of being in a city that allows you to be sovereign of your own consciousness without risk of incarceration. This in my opinion shouldn't be a luxury afforded to you in a very specific geographical location, but a worldwide liberty as an individual...
Not to be outdone, a bunch of enthusiastic Christians made some noise along the route proclaiming that "Jesus loves you". This was self defeating because it was essentially the whole point of the Parade. It was just another example of how God (whoever he or she may be) should never be invited to parties.
The man himself was behind the bar when I visited for lunch. We were the only people there for lunch and our arrival didn't exactly bring a smile to Mr Power's face. Put it this way, there are warm welcomes and there are get out of my pub before I kill you welcomes. Try it yourself and see what you get.