Exploring the sights and culture outside the convention venue while in the Belgian capital.
At the heart of Europe, Brussels is a magnet for business and industry conferences, and it was due to such a symposium that I got to visit the Belgian capital myself recently. However, with glimpses of spare time during the day and a few free evenings, I was determined to make the most of my time in the city and see as much as I could when outside the conference centre.
Landing with colleagues at Brussels Airport, getting to the city centre was a breeze, with frequent rail services whizzing visitors to Brussels Central Station in 17 minutes. For those heading further afield, up to 16 trains a day connect the airport to Amsterdam in the Netherlands via Dordrecht, Rotterdam and The Hague.
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From close-up animal encounters to the history of Kenyan rail transport, Nairobi offers the perfect taster for the best this African nation has to offer.
I went to Kenya for business, but it was the spirit of its people that will draw me back.
My first trip to Kenya came about as a result of me representing my place of work at the Uniserv UK Education Fair 2017, which took place at the Sarit Centre in Nairobi earlier this year.
There was a great irony in this situation as, while I was discussing with hundreds of prospective Kenyan students all the things they might be able to do for the first time if they choose to study in the UK – attend a Premier League match, take a ride in a black cab or make a snowman – I was experiencing their country for the first time.
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Celebrating a unique Black Country icon
25 years since it first carried passengers around one of the UK’s largest shopping centres, a new exhibition is celebrating the anniversary of the much-missed Merry Hill Monorail.
I try not to have regrets, but one that I do have is that I never got the chance to ride on the Merry Hill Monorail. Opened in June 1991 and closed in 1996, its UK lifespan ended several years before I moved from Yorkshire to live in the West Midlands.
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