I tried to relax during the worst week in Las Vegas

At 8:30 in the morning on the first official day of CES, my cab driver and I were on the same page. 

"These are the worst three days of the whole year," he said as we sat, and sat, and sat some more in traffic.

The traffic, bad suits, recirculated air, and endless hawking of wares makes most industry trade shows a living nightmare. But CES is its own beast for the sheer scale of the thing: it takes over multiple convention centers across the Las Vegas strip, bringing companies and humans from around the globe to what feels like the least walkable city in the world. 

Getting anywhere on time and without sweating through your shirt is a feat. Staying hydrated? Forget about it. There are bright lights and salespeople vying for your time and attention. All the while you have a schedule to keep, emails to answer, and — oh yeah — your feet are killing you. Read more...