I think I know why.

At the end of the day, when everyone was rushing for the exits, I suddenly heard birds singing as I approached the north end of the fairgrounds. Then the sound of cold water rushing over rocks. These are two of my favorite sounds. Put me in a mountain stream, and can wild trout be far? I was transported, irresistibly drawn closer to those hypnotic, peaceful sounds . . . and then I saw it: a huge sign over a giant blue doorway, asking "Where Do You Want To Go Today?" Through the door! To where the birds are singing! And there, in the door, amid the chirping and tweeting and rushing over rocks, a huge view of the Rockies!

A crowd had gathered, at least 300 people entered the door ahead of me, blocking the way. And suddenly, a giant moving cliff-shaped wall like something out of Jurassic Park silently began to close, and slowly closed like a hand around them, and they were gone, inside the wall, not a yelp. Just the sound of birds singing, and water rushing over rocks, and 300 fewer cookie munchers at CeBIT.

More as this story develops.

-- Janice Castro