My stomach is lurching around.
The rain is driving into my face.
There's people holding onto benches and dancing around the deck.
I don't know what the collective term is for a ferry full of physicists.
Hello, I'm Marnie Chesterton and I'm a science journalist.
Are you going to be sick?
Because I think I might be.
And that's my producer, Annand.
You're joining us at the start of a surreal journey we made this summer.
Pitching and lurching across the North Sea, surrounded by screaming quantum physicists.
People from every chapter of my life as a quantum scientist are here on a boat in a stormy ocean sailing to a random island in the middle of nowhere.
That island off the coast of Germany is called Helgerland.
It's a spot with an almost mythic status.
It's the birthplace a century ago of quantum theory.
There's something beautiful that we've made it to a hundred years of quantum science,
that the field has matured and evolved.
So for me, I mean, this is just a party.
It's more than just an anniversary party, though.
This is the chance for some of the greatest minds in the quantum world.
Yes,