Last week I attended a conference in Milwaukee for a couple days. Mostly my camera lived in my purse, but on the last morning I found some worthy subjects.
Lest we forget the frontier heritage and wisdom of the Midwest:
When I turned 180˚ I was confronted by a quasi-tropical scene:
The hotel was connected to the convention center by a skyway, which contained an escalator.
See that little black sign? Here's a close-up to reassure us all that we were, in fact, in Milwaukee.
Yes, the button did start the polka music. And not just a single polka over and over, either, but a random polka from an assortment!
