Sunday, 31 August 2014

Molecular Biology and Quartier Latin

The best lecture of the day was about the protein TOR, which signals cell growth and is the target of rapamycin (it was isolated from a soil sample from Easter island (Rapa Nui). If the protein is knocked out, cells do not achieve their full size. TOR is regulated by i.a. insulin and there is a feed-back mechanism, by which TOR down regulates this pathway, leading to insulin resistance. Hence rapamycin could re-introduce insulin sensitivity. Experiments with rapamycin on test animals (after full development) demonstrates longer life expectancy w/ the drug. The mechanism is thought to be the same as for calorie restriction as TOR is regulated by abundance of nutrients.


With reduced level of TOR: perfectly proportional reduction in size of the fly

I had lunch in another brasserie close to the conference venue. It was a very nice place, very French, with the usual old people having lunch there, all dressed up. I had a club sandwich [Klyb saowish] with fries and freshly fried bacon. It looked great but the taste was a bit ... Like, hm McDonalds.

At the cafe Oresto: Beautifully served with freshly made french fries and bacon. But the sandwhich was, hm, not fantastic.

After the lectures, I went on sight seeing. First, I took the train to St. Germain des prés, where Hiroko and I had seen a fantastic performance by a male soprano, singing Ave Maria in the vault of the ancient church, 20 years ago. I had a look at the church and sat down inside.
St. Germain des prés - the oldest church in Paris (Romanesque style). It holds the grave of René Descartes.

 The vault where we heard the fantastic Ave Maria sung by a male singer about 20 years ago

Across the street I looked at the author's cafe Les Deux Magots (Charles Dickens, Simone de Beuvoir and others). There were so many people, that I really didn't feel like trying to get a coffee there. Instead I continued along the path suggested in my old guide book. It took me past another church, St Sulpice, an enormous baroque church. I had actually told myself, that I didn't want to see too many churches in Paris this time. But they are impressive, and I couldn't resist taking a closer look at this one...

St. Sulpice, a gigantic Baroque church. Once converted to a "temple of victory" by Napoleon.


The space in the nave is enormous. I am glad, I took a look.

I passed the Jardin du Luxembourg (Senate in the back) and sat down on one of the many garden chairs that are available. The sun was shining and a lot of people were enjoying their Sunday afternoon there.

In the latin quarter, I found a small restaurant, where I had a fabulous 3-course meal: smoked salmon (picture), entrecote with potatoes fried in garlic butter (really good, have to try it at home), and a crème brûlée which was as thick as butter.

Panteon under renovation.

Gargoyles of St. Severin, closer to the river bank.




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