The next day, we got up bright and early, got ready and headed into
Center City on the high-speed rail, stopping at 30th Street and heading
up to the main lobby area to meet up with Dad's girlfriend, The Adventurer,
who was coming in on Amtrak. Her train was a little late, but we had
no trouble connecting when we arrived, and we all took the next local
train to Market East and the Pennsylvania Convention Center for the
Philadelphia Auto Show.
We visited the auto show with Dad a
couple years ago and back then didn't quite know what to expect.
This year, it seemed like there were fewer people, but it might have
been because it was the first weekend, as well as being Super Bowl weekend.
Or, of course, it could be an indication that fewer people are looking
for cars. This meant we didn't have too much competition or too much
waiting to look at the cars that interested us.
The cars that interested the four of us were quite different. The Gryphon
and I were interested in practical cars, while Dad and The Adventurer
loved the sports cars. Of all the cars that The Gryphon and I viewed
that day, our favorite was the Honda
Fit [SITE HAS SOUND], which had really good gas mileage, had a low
base price, and offered a lot of interesting features. Plus, when we
sat in the car, we liked how it felt and how it was laid out.
This year, we started by looking at the side rooms, which featured
cars that have been modified or custom painted. The last time we visited,
we waited until we were leaving to view them and encountered a lot of
crowds. This time, we had no trouble. We saw a lot of outstanding, impressive
work, including some custom motorcycles.
Next, we went to the Upper Level Ballroom, which had some
of the more expensive cars, including Audi, Jaguar, Infiniti, Rolls
Royce, Bentley, Maserati, Aston Martin and Lamborghini. Those were,
of course, out of our price range but were fun to examine up close,
and even in some case, to get behind the wheel.
I found it interesting that, in this room particularly,
people stood by whose main job was to polish the cars and wipe away
the fingerprints after people had touched them.
Then we headed to the Grand Hall, which was the biggest
display. We started in the right corner and viewed Volvos, Chevrolets,
Hondas, Volkswagens, Acuras, Pontiacs, Hummers, and GMs. Then we were
hungry for lunch, so we got stamps at the front gate and walked across
the street to the Reading Terminal Market to get something to eat.
The Adventurer said she felt like a corn beef sandwich,
so The Gryphon led us directly to Hershel's
East Side Deli. I wasn't sure what to get but knew we'd be walking
a lot so decided to splurge: I got potato latkes and a broccoli knish,
both of which were delicious. If I had to choose, the potato latkes
were better.
We looked around initially for tables in the terminal
market, and finding none, The Gryphon suggested we cross the street
and head down to the Gallery food court, where we easily found an empty
table. It was also nice to get away from all the noise we'd heard, both
in the auto show and in the terminal market.
Then we returned to the show, picking up where we left
off and viewing Saturns, Saabs, Buicks, Cadillacs, Lincoln/Mercurys,
Fords, Nissans, Dodges, BMWs, Subarus, Toyotas, Jeeps and Chryslers.
Most of the time, we stayed together, but sometimes the two couples
would split up, meeting up later. This worked fairly well except for
one time when we got separated longer than expected, but eventually
we located each other.
Here are some photographic highlights.
Before we left, there was one last room to view, Hall
D on the Lower Level, which included Mitsubishi, Hyundai, Scion, Land
Rover, Porsche, Lotus, smart, Suzuki, Mini, Kia and Mazda, as well as
several special exhibits and vendors. We saw a sales person demonstrating
Sham Wow and were impressed enough to buy some. Not only was the demonstration
amazing, but I'm prefer to use reusable cloths.
Of course, then we had long rolled up Sham Wow tubes to
carry the rest of the day. Fortunately, I already was using my reusable
nylon bag, and they fit very well inside, sticking out the top but making
them easier to carry.
One of the highlights in that room was a display from
the Simeone
Foundation Museum, which just opened last summer and displays the
collection of Dr. Fred Simeone, who collects racing vehicles, tracing
back to the earliest days of automobiles. We picked up some information
about the museum and looked at the handful of cars from the museum that
were on display.
In a separate section were cars from the Buckingham Concours
Exhibit, which were also unique classic cars. Next to it were some other
classic and antique cars, in the Concours d'Elegance of the Eastern
U.S. Exhibit.
Another interesting classic car was the 1936 Jensen-Ford
"Clark Gable" model, which was custom-designed for the actor,
who loved flashy cars. The car on display was one of only two that were
made. Gable had ordered a silver model, but when he arrived to pick
it up, they also had a black one, which had been ordered by another
customer. Immediately, the actor changed his mind and unsuccessfully
tried to convince them to sell him the car. Finally, he posed for pictures
with it, although he never owned it. I'm not sure if he ever claimed
the silver car after that, either.
A couple interesting points about this. First, it's funny
to think about a famous actor basically going up to a car and saying,
'Can I get a picture?" Almost like a fan asking for an autograph.
The other interesting thing is that Jensen
Motors, a small British firm run by Richard and Alan Jensen, generated
enough interest through their association with Gable to get them a deal
to do a run of Jensen-Fords with Jensen bodywork on a Ford chassis and
kicked off their car company.
Another very interesting car, one of the last we saw that
day, was the smart
car. It's an environmentally-sound, lightweight two-seater with
high gas mileage but very little storage. The Adventurer glanced at
it and said she wouldn't feel safe in a car that small. It's also not
practical for The Gryphon and I, especially when you consider that we
often bring Una along with us when we travel.
Once we'd seen everything, Dad and The Adventurer wanted
to check out the vendors, but The Gryphon and I told them we'd wait
near the exit in the Mazda section. We checked out a couple Mazdas,
but they were the only car manufacturer we found that didn't have adequate
information posted about the cars. Most of the manufacturers posted
stickers on the car windows or on a nearby sign, giving the gas mileage,
the base price plus the cost of the features on the model being shown,
plus additional information about the environmental rating of the car
and the special features. Many of the Mazdas had no information or just
a standard vehicle sticker. I'm not sure why they were being displayed
that way, but we joked that maybe they didn't want to actually sell
any.
One of the first things we looked at when we viewed a
car was the gas mileage. The second was the base price, and then the
special features. Without that information, we weren't terribly interested
in looking further at those cars.
While we waited we sat on the edge of the platform where
their featured car was displayed. Again, strangely, they didn't have
anyone giving a presentation about the car, like most of the other manufacturers
did.
When we all met up, we collected our coats and The Adventurer
looked at her train ticket so we could figure out a dinner plan. Her
train left at 8:45, and it was about 6:30, so we decided to eat somewhere
nearby. Fortunately, there are many restaurants near the convention
center, which is a couple blocks from Chinatown. After a brief discussion,
The Gryphon suggested a Thai place he'd heard about called Siam
Cuisine, which was just a couple blocks away on Arch Street. We
were seated immediately.
The service was fairly fast, although they brought out
two of the entrees far in advance of the others. I had the Red Curry
with Shrimp, and it was tasty. It's been a long time since I had a real
Thai curry.
We made our way back to Market East Station and caught
a train to 30th Street, where we helped The Adventurer figure out where
her train would leave. Unfortunately, our high-speed train to the suburbs
left before her train, but she understood that we couldn't wait the
entire time.
On the way back, we talked about what were our favorite
cars. I don't know, though, how many sales will come out of this year's
sparsely attended show. Of course, those who did go will no doubt talk
to their friends about what they saw. The relatively quiet auto show
demonstrates we're in hard times.
At home, The Gryphon got on his laptop to check some things
while Dad and I watched some shows I'd taped on our DVR (which we recently
got from the cable company, since the digital converter box means we
can no longer record shows on The Gryphon's old VCR while watching something
else on TV).
Then we watched Saturday Night Live, setting it
to record and waiting 10 minutes before starting. This allows you to
forward and rewind as desired during the live program. Particularly
useful when I'm watching SNL, because I always seem to drift
off in the second half. Dad also fell asleep, then woke up and headed
for the guest room. I rewound to what I'd missed and rewatched it.
We didn't make any plans or set any alarms for the next
day, agreeing to play it by ear. As it turns out, we would go to the
Simeone Foundation Museum to view many more cars. I will write about
that later in the week, probably on Friday. (Here's
the write-up.)
One more note: considering that I still need to look through
the booklet and teach myself to use my camera effectively, I was very
pleased with the pictures I took using the automatic settings. Whereas
many of the pictures I took in similar conditions in the past were fuzzy,
these turned out pretty good.
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