Cars aren’t my thing. I know a lot of people get off to them, but I don’t really get it. I can appreciate a good looking car , but my future goals don’t include owning a fancy car. Nor do I like driving. I can’t wait for automation to take the wheel. Some people find being behind the wheel relaxing but I find it to be a chore, and a relatively dangerous one at that.
So when my friend suggested we go into the car show we walked by, I wasn’t psyched. He, however, had just purchased a Tesla and wanted to hob knob with other electric car connoisseurs. I begrudgingly succumbed to his suggestion of entering this event, as to not kill the vibes of an already killer day.
So we go into the WaMu Theatre. It’s been transformed into a show room floor, with all of the major car brands with spaces occupied on the floor. For the most part they are your run of the mill street cars with a couple of luxury vehicles sprinkled throughout. I could see a luxury or futuristic car show being a tad more interesting but these were just your every day makes and models. You could sit in them to get a feel for the interior, but other than that there was not much else to do.
Given my aforementioned non interest in cars, this got old for me quick. I attempted to get a beer and was met with NFL stadium pricing with slow service to boot. After my friends got done looking through all of the brands they wanted to see we made our way toward the final section of the car show which included two military tanks. There were also booths where you could sign up for service, with soldiers showing onlookers what an IED looks like and how it works. Not sure about this as a recruiting strategy but hopefully they’re ahead of the curve on those devices by now.
To my excitement, we left shortly after the tank exhibit. I can safely say I will never go to another car show if I am not in the market for a new car. Hell, even if I am in the market for a new car, I’ll probably just go to the dealership and not deal with the crowded hell that was the car show. Too many people, too much gaudy crap, and not enough food or drinks to provide an escape from the floor show madness.
Rating: Certified Trash
Will I do it again?: Nah