Where the Rich Things Are or the Greystone Concours d'Elegance

  People, I know this may be hard to believe, but I am a better photographer than I am a writer.  "What? Nahhh, p'shaw I say," is what you're most likely saying to the inanimate object in front of your face.  However, it's all true (sad face emoji) and what makes it worse is that I'm not even that good of a photographer! 

  For those few that haven't smashed their phones or monitors in disgust and/or disbelief, please read on.

  I haven't written about car shows for a while, so I shall blame writers block and not at all the quality time I've been sharing with my PS4.  However, after I was able to schmooze my way into the 2016 Greystone Concours d'Elegance in Beverly Hills, I felt the need to brag to all three people that will read this article....make that two, my mom said she's busy. 

Rare, expensive and classic described the cars as well as the owners

Rare, expensive and classic described the cars as well as the owners

  As you may have gathered from the title, this Concours event takes place at the prestigious Greystone manor in Beverly Hills.  So for my first ever jaunt to the manor, as well into Beverly Hills, I knew I was starting off on the right foot. There's a plastic surgery joke in there somewhere, I'm sure of it. 

 

    I probably spent at least twenty minutes in the Alfa Romeo section taking photos, smiling like an idiot and casually wiping drool off my camera.  The classic Alfa presence was dominant at the concours as well as the Porsche contingency (insert WWII joke here),  it was great seeing so many old, rare cars show up in force ( that one wrote itself). 

A note to all future Powerball winners: Buy a Porsche 356 if you want to look like you know how to manage money

A note to all future Powerball winners: Buy a Porsche 356 if you want to look like you know how to manage money

  One of the best parts about being able to attend a car event like this is the authenticity.  "But dude, you're in Beverly Hills," I can hear you thinking, but hear me out.  I'm at least 95% sure that all of the cars at the Concours were real and that none of them were replicas.  That the majority of the owners actually hopped into their six figure classic car and drove it through the terrible streets of California (your roads suck Cali) to park it so strangers could drop their Iphones onto the windshield while trying to take a selfie.  Did that happen? I don't know, but then again I wasn't expecting to see Jay Leno (and I did) and I really wasn't expecting to see him in a denim shirt.  I thought it was just a gimmick he did for his car show.

There's half of a Jay Leno in the top right corner.....I feel I have the makings of an excellent paparazzo

There's half of a Jay Leno in the top right corner.....I feel I have the makings of an excellent paparazzo

  The high lite for myself, however, was not seeing a denim clad Leno in the wild. No sir-ee-bob, it was seeing a perfectly maintained, cherry red Toyota 2000GT and speaking to the owner about it and some of his past vehicles, like the '71 Toyota Celica he rolled over.  Ahhh, memories!

I'm looking for the damn smiley face emoji...oh well, you get this then :-)

I'm looking for the damn smiley face emoji...oh well, you get this then :-)

  Now was this 2000GT the greatest thing at the show? A sane person would say, "No, there were too many amazing vehicles to pick a single favorite".  An insane person would say, "No, Jay Leno's denim shirt told me there are better cars in the sewers".   Myself? Well, I guess I wouldn't have mind taking a look in the sewers. Leno's shirt IS a producer for his show after all, but the cars up top had me enthralled.  

What! No baguettes or wine bottles as props? You sir, have no class!

What! No baguettes or wine bottles as props? You sir, have no class!

    

  

    Concours shows range in price: from free (Rodeo Drive Concours) to $375 (Pebble Beach cheap tickets).  The Greystone show falls in the "mid"-range at $100 which gives you up close access to collector level vehicles, vendors, free coffee and, most importantly, free food.  Yeah you read that right: FREE FOOD.  I'm talking buffet style BBQ chicken and ribs with fixins'.  So if you factor in a $30 all-you-can-eat, it's a $70 collectors show, not bad.  

  It's a four hour drive from Vegas for me to see this show, but the opportunity to see exquisite vehicles, speak with collectors, shove free BBQ into my food hole and stalk Jay Leno may be well worth the drive.

 

 

Vusteh, Wost, Wuste

(A bit late with this write up, but since no one will read it, I still feel positive)

  I may have gotten a D+ in German (hey, don't laugh), but I'm positive it's pronounced 'Vusteh'.  But a D+ will only get you so far in the world.  Thankfully, mine got me out of German.  

From up here, all you want to do is poop on cars

From up here, all you want to do is poop on cars

  In English, 'wuste' means desert, but thankfully (and well into its umpteenth year) the organizers haven't gone too literal with this.  Snakes, scorpions, sand and MK4 Jettas don't mix well.  On the day of the event it was 101 degrees, but I only have my D+ to blame considering there was ample warning in the events name.

  Though weather be damned, because the turn out was impressive.  Folks from California, Utah, Arizona, Oregon, Washington and of course Nevada, drove their Euro sleds in for a three day (in all honesty) car party.    

Like an awesome box of crayons. Crayolas, not that cheap crap from the dollar store.

Like an awesome box of crayons. Crayolas, not that cheap crap from the dollar store.

Down below, in a squared off section of parking lot, was the special invite area/vendor market.  Above, in the top three sections of parking garage, is where the common folk were left to mingle. And in all honesty, where all the fun was going on.

Told you so, all the fun

Told you so, all the fun

There is nothing better in the world than a free car show, except maybe, free bacon.  Unfortunately Wuste had neither of this things and at 30 beans per person, you might wonder if it is worth it.  Well yes, especially if it means being able to see such a great collection of cars and people in one spot.  Next year Wuste will be seeing me and my wallet again. And if all goes according to plan like it did this year; my sweaty armpits as well.

Import Face/Off - Nick Cage Not Included

 A good car show needs space. Enough space where the cars on display can sprawl themselves in attractive positions.  Otherwise, you're stuck with a Walmart parking lot  'bro meet'.  Hence my only gripe is with the lack of sprawl space at Import Faceoff in Las Vegas, besides that, great fun.

  It's held at the Motor Speedway, famous for Sprint National cup races and the hepatitis bowl that is the Electric Daisy Carnival.  All day long, competitors in hopped up Hondas and supercharged Toyotas duke it out on the drag strip, tires be damned.

Cloud maker

Cloud maker

    Now , the entire Import Faceoff shebang, goes the entire year in multiple cities around the US.  So yes, you too can enjoy the lung burning aromas of drag racing, race fuel, drifting and burnt hotdogs. What's great about the whole experience is the race atmosphere: teams sitting in the lot tuning their cars, hearing rev limiters getting the holy hell beat out of the them.  Being able to weave between race cars and team camps, seeing everything up close.  And the chance to nab a blackened, extra crispy burger that bears a striking resemblance to bits of shredded tire.  These people are racers, not cooks.

"Bad news bro, we only got Boca burgers"

"Bad news bro, we only got Boca burgers"

Nothing is wrong with a bit of walking room between cars at a show; you have the chance of seeing a car from its most flattering angles and your butt has a better chance of clearing the roof line next to a 'hella flush' Civic.  However, the great drag races, drifting, cars on display and that fantastic cough inducing atmosphere more than make up for it.  

The senseless overcooking of hot dogs always hurts

The senseless overcooking of hot dogs always hurts

Old Datsun with a Nissan V6

Old Datsun with a Nissan V6

Someone didn't get the memo or just didn't give a flying f***

Someone didn't get the memo or just didn't give a flying f***

Either this thing is parked on an incline or one of my legs shrank

Either this thing is parked on an incline or one of my legs shrank

Check out all of the photos over in the "Shows" gallery