We rested on the roof for a bit before making the trek down the stairs to retrieve our allergy-stricken friend. With some effort, we managed to roust him and cajole him into assisting us in carrying him down the stairs. Apart from almost being pushed into a railingless 4 story drop, the task was not as difficult as it seemed, and after reaching the ground floor and dodging some paintballers, he was once again moving under his own power and without assistance.

In the excitement, another Detroit bald eagle (perhaps not so rare as we had been lead to believe) had snatched the keys to the Crackamobile, so we waited for a bit while a search was conducted before departing to deposit our ailing friend at the hotel. Eventually, a few more cars of friends arrived and we were assured that we were not needed and could return to our hotel for much needed food and rest.

MCS was an incredible place to explore, and was really my introduction to the paradox of Detroit. The grandeur and even opulence which defines many of the structures built there stands in stark contrast to the current condition of the same structures and the city in general. The rise and fall of the American auto industry, which built and defined 20th Century America, is on display nowhere more prominently than in Detroit's abandonments. This is representative of a larger shift in the American economy away from industry and towards the information age. While this shift has brought record profits to many places, it has also caused devastation on a level which is not widely realized outside of places like Detroit. It begs the question of what is next for those places reliant on the information economy, and what is in store if those jobs are also outsourced and sent overseas...