The handles that hang from the rails of the train sway to the tempo of the train, for every turn it makes, every stop and every go. A hundred faces, each with their own stories, stare blankly at the passing buildings, the status updates, the latest news, anything but each other. It is the uneasy truce, a silence implicitly agreed by all parties. No wonder it illicits the stares of tired weary eyes whenever an interloper shatters this peace that befell them. To speak is to demolish this wall that encircles the psyche, a psyche not to be viewed by others, especially strangers…
Oh wait that’s my stop. Victoria Park Stampede Station. Past the doors and the hall of posters, down the ramp and to Hall B and right by Room 104. A car clad in gold, red, black and white, and names of a dozen different sponsors. Cordoned off, and guarded by team members dressed to the nines, Schulich Delta is proudly displayed for every single attendee to see.
This is the Calgary International Auto and Truck Show. (And not a novel on self-exploration. I’m not exactly Kerouac or McCarthy, eh?)
The team brought the car in before the event and set up just outside the entrance where all the foot traffic was coming from the station. It allowed a vast number of the events attendees to see the car and a lot of them stared and wondered at the car as they passed by towards the entrance of the show. And quite a lot of them were more than eager to ask the team members questions about the car and its specs, the team and its accomplishments, even technical details concerning the minutiae of the Delta’s system. Over the course of this five day event, which ran between March 9-13, different members of the team volunteered their time and effort to watch over our booth and to educate the attendees about our team and our goals. It was quite an amazing experience to see all these people from every walk of life, whether they were young kids marveling at what looks like a spaceship to them, to adults who look with curiosity at this novel thing before their eyes. Even teenage gearheads whose bedroom walls are adorned with Lamborghini Huaracans or Pontiac Firebirds stop by and chat with the members about how fast our car can go and its other technical aspects. If we all got a quarter for every time someone was surprised when I said Delta had a top speed of 110 km/h, we would have enough money to fund the construction of our Generation V car. (I know the expression uses pennies but they have been discontinued in Canada.) It is those kinds of experiences, the kind that sees the smiles on peoples faces as you enthusiastically tell them all about the car and the team that make all the hard work worth it.
Lastly, I would like to thank all the people who organized and volunteered at this huge event. Without you guys, this event would not have been possible. I thank you for all your hard work and dedication.
But there is this one thing that has been nagging me when I got to the event. It is nothing big really. Just a teensy tiny detail that someone somewhere must have mistakenly placed. Maybe it was the person who printed the passes. Maybe it was the person who sent the list of volunteers.
I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for ransom I can tell you I don’t have money, but what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you correct this typo now that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you, but if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you and I will probably write a sternly worded letter to you.
I will leave you all with a parting message. Every time you make a typo, the errorists win. Keep that in mind alright! Take care guys and keep on being awesome.
-Grabriel Gana, Communications Team Member
P.S. I did mention that you can never have too many pictures of cars. So here are some of the amazing cars that I got to see at the show. Enjoy!