To say that this, our local motor show,
just gets better and better sounds as if I have been swept up
by spin-doctor’s hype. Let me assure you I have not. With me
was our down-under correspondent John Weinthal, a man who used
to organise the Motor Show in the UK, and since returning to
Oz has been a visitor at all the Antipodean events. The
Bangkok Motor Show is infinitely superior, both from the
individual company stand’s presentation and the theatre used
in showing off their products as well as the venue.
It is bright, it is colourful and there was
room to move. The auto manufacturers had reserved enough space
to be able to properly display their vehicles. It was a
pleasure and not a hassle to walk around.
Of course on Press Day, there is more
razzamatazz than on the other days and for me, the winner in
the theatrical presentation was Mercedes Benz with their
adagio dancer who slid down the long silk curtain suspended
above the stage, closely followed by Toyota, who put their
ladies through the hoops and BMW with a group of
Flamenco-style dancers!
Perhaps a few words on the atmosphere at
Press Day might be of interest. When we arrived at BITEC there
was already long queues of motoring journalists (read anyone
who had ever ridden in a car before) all wishing to collect
their press kits from the organizers. There was a slight
glitch when the foreign press kits (in English) had failed to
arrive, but that was corrected shortly afterwards.
First there was the usual official opening
ceremony, at which the chairman of the Grand Prix
International Group, Dr. Prachin Eamlumnow, welcomed everyone
and the heads of auto plants and an assortment of ambassadors
cut multitudinous ribbons to declare the 24th Bangkok
International Motor Show open.
Then at 15 minute intervals the moving mass
of media representatives descend on the various motor car
manufacturer’s stands while usually a bevy of very athletic
young ladies turn cartwheels and then leap in the air. This
signifies a rush by the media to the counter with their press
releases and the, what I like to call, “Gimmees!” These
are the free gifts which are generally tote bags, satchels,
T-shirts, caps and the like. This year I did score something
in a box from Honda, which when I opened it, turned out to be
a mug. Ah well, a mug for a mug, I suppose. Pens were also in
short supply this year, with only Citroen doing us the honours.
Ford
Everest
Being Press Day, the organizers also
provide a full press office, complete with lap-top computers.
It was not their problem that I hate lap-top key boards. Those
small fiddly items that big clumsy fingers like mine cannot
use without striking at least two keys every time. But if you
imagine that’s a drama, try the ridiculous “mouse” that
won’t run in the direction you want. It is not a case of
placing the pointer on the spot, rather it is a case of
coaxing and cajoling the b*st*rd in the general direction.
Having run out of “jai yen yen” very quickly, I gave the
lap-top game away to another waiting scribe and decided to
check the internet after I had returned to my hotel!
There were also a few releases at the show
with Ford showing the world premier of the new Ford Everest, a
seven seater Sports Utility Vehicle (or SUV for short). I must
admit that I am not a great fan of the SUV style of transport,
and the Everest could not be called a tour de force from
FoMoCo’s styling department. Words like “bland” and
“ordinary” come to mind. Even the Ford hand-out merely
described it as having “Tough authentic SUV styling with
commanding road presence.” To me, it had all the styling of
a ten year old Nissan Patrol or Toyota Troop Carrier.
Even their own publicity department was
scratching for things to say, describing how they relocated
the spare wheel from underneath the box to the rear tailgate,
to give the vehicle “authentic 4x4 looks” - spare me!
Everest comes as a 2.5 litre inter-cooled
turbo diesel or a 2.6 petrol engine and is offered in 2WD or
4WD. The transmission is also either 5 speed manual or a 4
speed auto, but why anyone would want a ‘sporty’ manual
gear selection in such a plebeian looking vehicle is beyond
me. It is very definitely not a sporty looking vehicle, and I
doubt whether it is sporty to drive either - but I shall wait
until Mr. Ford gives me one to test before I make that final
judgment.
On a plus note, it does offer split
front/rear air-conditioning control. In this climate that is a
decided plus. And another plus is that it is to be sold in
over 50 countries, which can do nothing but good for the Thai
economy, and since it is produced at the local Eastern
Seaboard Industrial Estate (the Detroit of the East) and has
80% local content, this is good news for the local parts
manufacturers as well.
DaimlerChrysler did also offer a
‘first’ of sorts, the RHD version of the previously
released LHD Mercedes 200 cabriolet. A nice enough car, but
the 280 rag top looked sensational. Also on the MB stand was
the big AMG Mercedes which local president and CEO Karl-Heinz
Heckhausen claimed was the fastest big saloon in the world.
With 0-100 clicks in 4.6 seconds, that is certainly
impressive. The Chrysler end of the stand looked as if it had
been forgotten about and they rustled up a few Jeep Cherokees
to fill up the space.
More on the Motor Show next week.
Brazilian GP
this weekend
With McLaren now having won the first two
GP’s of the year with Coulthard and Raikkonen, will they
make it three in a row? There will be plenty of people out
there wanting the expressionless young Finn (who ALMOST smiled
after his maiden win) to gain another top step on the podium.
He certainly has the talent.
Brazil
Circuit
And Renault also showed that they had the
strategy and the drivers, with Trulli and young 21-year-old
Alonso, the first Spaniard to score a podium since the GP’s
‘officially’ began in 1950.
Now when will this be televised here? By my
reckoning, which is always subject to a plus or minus 2 hour
error factor - so always double check, we are ten hours in
front of Brazil. So if it commences at 2 p.m., that equates to
midnight our time. That being the case, it’s a late night at
your favourite pub!
For me, that will be Shenanigans for the
late, late show! Join me in front of the big screen.