Showing posts with label Parking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parking. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Design a Better Parking Garage

As those of you who read the sidebar on this site know, the purpose of this blog is to share with the world advances in computing, technology, world affairs, the struggle of the middle class in America, famous authors, computer programming, well-designed things and anything I come across that makes me want to exclaim, "Why did I not know about this before?”

Today, I have one of those well-designed things to share.  Specifically, we’re going to take a look at the design of parking garages.  I typically associate parking garages with the original Deep Throat, stagnant air, the smell of hobo urine and generally the worst part of the shopping mall experience.

Thankfully, CraigRedman and Karl Maier produced a this colorful space to park your vehicles. 

 I Like the Entryway


Too Colorful for My Henry Fordesque Tastes

Vegas Baby!

What better place could there be to find a great example of how to build a parking garage than Las Vegas?

In January of 2012, I made the pilgrimage to what I like to think of as the happiest place on Earth, Las Vegas.  Specifically, I visited the Cosmopolitan, a relatively new casino located on the Las Vegas Strip.  


A lot of casinos in Vegas really push their valet parking service at the expense of their free parking lot.  In more simplistic terms they either make their free parking lot inconvenient relative to their casino floor.  Thankfully, the Cosmopolitan in Las Vegas really extends the Vegas glamor to their guest parking lot. 


Below you can relive the wonder and excitement I experienced when entering their free guest parking garage.  

So Much Excitement!
I Can't Believe Hollywood Hasn't Offered Me a Job

Designing a better parking garage might not solve the problems of famine, endless wars taking place around the world or the serious lack of bare breasted young women preparing and delivering strawberry kiwi smoothies to me whenever I clap my hands.* 

[Drawing of me clapping goes here]
See, Nothin'

Still, at the very least parking garages are large blank canvases that could be opened up to artists.

When I was leaving the parking lot, I noticed a girl in her early twenties who held up her entire crew of four people so that she could point her fancy large body Nikon camera at the wall of the parking lot to snap a photo.  Seriously, I’m not making this up: the walls of the parking garage at the Cosmopolitan are photo worthy.  

*Female applicants interested in an exciting unpaid internship position with Clean Sheets and Dirty Girls which will prepare them for either the smoothie making or sex industry are encouraged to apply by leaving their contact information in the "Comments" section below.