The main hall is the big room in the middle. If you’ve ever been to a convention center, you’ll know this is where most anything interesting actually happens. The seller booths will be busy, the companies will have exhibits, and there will be panels and press conferences galore, but all of that is stuff you can experience later, on video tape or TV or something.

No, the real happenings are here in the main hall, where you get to watch families argue loudly in front of everyone after a tiring morning. Or where illicit drug deals go down in the middle of large crowds. Or where people sit by power sockets charging their portable PCs. For anyone interested in people-watching, the main hall of the convention center lets you absorb the whole of humanity at once.

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Sadly, I hate people-watching because I hate humanity as a whole and need no proof to back that up, so the main hall being interesting only interests me in that it fuels my antipathy.

I need to go somewhere before I facetiously ramble you to death.