It was slightly overcast today and the Meteo had predicted rain, so I wore my coat. It was actually too warm for a coat, but you never know. The whole day it stayed hot and dry... So much for weather forecasts.
I walked the green route again because I wanted to take the walk though the Frankendael park. About 100 meters before the park's entrance there's a spot where people feed the flying rats aka pidgeons. Even though there was nobody feeding them that moment they still gather there in the hopes of finding a free breakfast.
It was the first time I've walked through the Frankendael park (I've only lived next to it for the last 25 years...) so I didn't know what there was to see.
It turns out that Frankendael used to be the plant nursery for the city of Amsterdam before they made it into a park. There are still a lot of greenhouses scattered around the park, so I think it is still being used as a nursery.
In the area right behind the Frankendael Villa there's a section where they let the growth manage itself more or less. They've planted the shrubs, trees and plants you find in different parts of the Netherlands and then let them grow 'wild'. There are signs explaining what you're looking at; type of soil, type of vegetation, in what part of the country you can find it, etc.
When I get into work the first thing I do is get a cup of coffee from Abdul, our coffee guru. Everybody loves his coffee, especially new guys from the United States of Decaffeinated Coffee. You can see them flying figures-of-eight around the hallways for a week after their first cup of Abdul's black demonic brew. When I turned around from the coffee urn to see what caused the clattering noise behind me I saw it was our director, Frank Linde, who had come from the trainstation on his skeelers.
I couldn't find any nice science porn photos for Nicole today (but if you go to my Flickr pages you'll find lots of them) so I took a drool shot for Vincent: the workshop where we make protoypes of all sorts of things that later find their way into humongous detectors.
I walked back from work via the other green route: the Oosterpark and sat down at the pyramid for a cool Cola Light. There were a whole lot of Rasta-type people sitting, walking and cycling near the pyramid and I'm somewhat bemused about the number of 'secret' handshakes I've seen exchanged. I wonder if they're all crypto-Freemasons.
Dinner in the ThaiCoon was Pad Thai Kay: chicken with Thai rice-noodles and veggies. Delicious. Afterwards coffee on the Maxwell terrace.