Sunday, January 29, 2006

Cars, Pimps, and Düsseldorf or The lifestyle of the rich, the famous and the average PhD studends

Markus and me went yesterday to Düsseldorf. Markus went to not buy a Rolls Royce (partly because it wouldn't fit into his garage, partly because his Golden Credit Card (TM) was on limit). Me to look at an old DKW and probably not buy it.

After arriving at what we thought would be an industrial area somewhere outside Düsseldorf but indeed being a side street of the Kö (Düsseldorf's most expensice shopping mile) entering the car saler. Spent some time looking at Bentleys, Rolls, Jags, Car-brands I never heard of the owner steps in. Just back from Cuba, sweetheart of Düsseldorf's high society, dumped his super-model wife for a 17 year old school girl (as we learned from the newspaper snips on the wall). While showing me the DKW he greets his friends, who just entered. Two guys from Köln, white clothing, just arrived with their Porsche Cayenne, both with bubble-perms, one of them huge golden sunglasses, looking suspiciously pimpy. Beginning four hours of interesting fun, chatting about Rolls, Jags, old cars dumped in a forest as art with them. I decided to buy the DKW. But I have to wait, as an arabian prince arrives in a Maybach he drove to try out, wanting to buy the Maybach and a couple of Mercedes. An hour later, I got the contract and hopefully the car will arrive soon...

So this is my new car:


A DKW F8 Meisterklasse, 2 cylinders (two stroke engine), 684ccm, 17kW (20HP), three gears with strange gear-stick (same technique as in a 2CV), build in 1939. Four seats, suicide doors, brilliant state. And mine :-)

5 comments:

Igthorn said...

Wow!
Dont know what to say more... ;-)

nuno said...

Que tal fazeres a rodagem do carro numa viagem a portugal?

mariana said...

Nilsinho, o carro é giro! Espero que ande e que dê para atrelar uma cadeirinha de bebé, que depois vamos todos dar uma voltinha aí pelas alemanhas.

mariana said...

Ah! E se o "average PhD student" alemão tem um estilo de vida tão próximo dos ricos que passam a vida em Cuba, acho que deves investir mas é nessa carreira e não no bar. Cuba tem bom tempo e gajas boas...

little sound said...

Ó Nils, ficaste com o contacto do gajo do Porsche? Assim talvez ainda podiamos ir tomar um copo ao Pascha à borla.