Walking out of McCormick Place last night onto King Drive, down Cermak to Calumet, then north on Calumet to 18th, north on Prairie to 16th and so forth and so on until I arrived home in a timely fashion at Roosevelt and State, demonstrated one thing about the Chicago Auto Show. It's a South Loop event. Our streets were lively but not overly crowded with people who'd parked their cars and were ready to visit the show going to and fro. The crisp night winter air, punctuated by Venus and Jupiter lit up over my head during the early evening walk. I carried my freebie CAS shopping bags rife with pamphlets into the night air that had a cool glow. The car show is, if nothing else, a part of my neighborhood.
The show was calm, not too crowded, the auto manufacturers hawked their wares in two enormous spaces. They wanted to give you a ride on various kinds of novel tracks within their own parameters. They wanted to show you how the Prius self-parks
(I got in the car and they did it--but I still can't figure out how it's done and if you ask them, they can't explain it either). You can experience how a Land Rover takes on the roughest of the rough terrain. And see what a Chevy Volt
looks like. Or how a Buick stacks up against a Volvo or a Hyundai; how a Mercedes, a BMW and an Audi don't look all that different from a standard Ford. And how all the concept cars
kind of look alike with floating swan-like seats in vehicles with extra leg room.
The Show's maintenance staff walked around continuously cleaning--alternating between feather dusting the cars and sanitizing anything people touched with a spray and some rags. I guess the show doesn't want to be known for spreading any kind of disease.
You could have a slice of Connie's Pizza
, or two (I did) and a piece of very sugary Ryba's Fudge
(I didn't). Or a Chicago hot dog. You could make your own button with markers and pin it on yourself after they put it through a button-making machine. I colored one up in cool shades of gray and lavender just before walking into the night air--made of cool shades of navy blue and incandescent.
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