Lucky I am. At age 18, my host brother Etienne is about to begin four long years of law school chez l'Université Panthéon-Assas - Paris II. Having worked at TF1 (the most popular domestic television network in France) for the summer, he happened upon another job as I started my first two weeks of classes. Money being more important than vacation time for this newest breed of French professionals-to-be, he spent the ides of October alternately oggling the Lamborghini display, chatting-up the attendant "hôtesses," and guiding the clueless towards brightly labeled restrooms at the Paris Mondial de l'Auto 2008.
What does this have to do with anything, you ask? Why, none other than free entrance for yours truly. Ah, I love it when fortune smiles in my favor. Anyways, once inside I found an assortment of vehicles (looking like a colorful pack of dinosaurs) and their respective makers (whose advertising campaigns suggested they'd just glimpsed an earthbound comet) situated comfortably in a space similar to that of the L.A. Convention Center. Everything was "green." Sarkozy came and spoke about alternative fuels, and each of the French automakers had some sort of solution to the impending fuel dilemma. The new Mini concept made its world debut, the aforementioned Lamborghini showed off a four-door, and David Guetta was supposed to show up at the Seat stand but his wife showed up in his place. Dommage.
Lastly, there was one bicycle present at the show (see below, fixed-gear no less..) Now that's foresight.
1 comment:
nice whips!
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