As he surveys the crowd before him, Nader Zarabi lets out a laugh.
“Hundreds of engineers, as far as the eye can see,” he says of the
group dominated by mostly middle-aged men toting black briefcases,
forming a line that wraps twice around the interior of the convention
centre’s main floor.
It’s not that the 44-year-old engineer finds it all that funny.
Rather, it’s just that he’s having trouble digesting the scene before
him.
