The 2009 Classy Chassis Concours: Part 2

Here's one last look at the 2009 Classy Chassis Concours d'Elegance at Reliant Stadium, Houston, Texas. The featured marques were Ferrari and Packard. Part 1 and Part 2 of this posting feature only a few of the 120+ cars in the show.

A big Thank you to the event organizers, sponsors and car owners for a wonderful show.

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1951 Ferrari 340 America Coupe


1957 Mercedes-Benz 300 SL Gullwing

1956 Mercedes-Benz 300 SL Gullwing

1932 Alfa Romeo 8C 2300 Corsa Spyder

1954 Ford Victoria Coupe

1969 Chevrolet Camaro Z11 Convertible

1902 Packard Model F Rear Entry Tonneau.

1904 Autocar VIII

1965 Porsche 356SC Coupe

The 2009 Classy Chassis Concours: Part 1

Hood ornament on the 1927 Bentley (Photo by Tall Husband.)

Above is a 1927 Bentley speed Six Fixed Head Coupe.

1959 AMC Metropolitan Series IV Coupe







1947 Chrysler Town & Country Sedan.






1955 Kurtis Kraft 500 KK Roadster

1967 Playboy Pink Mustang

1948 Delahaye 135 MS Faget Varnet Cabriolet

1905 Cadillac Model E Runabout

1939 Chevrolet Truck (Hot Rod)

1932 Ford Delux 3-Window Coupe

1957 Porsche Speedster

Yesterday Tall Husband and I attended the 6th Annual Classy Chassis Concours d'Elegance, benefiting Shriners Hospitals for Children -Houston. The 2009 Classy Chassis event's featured marques were Ferrari and Packard. There were 123 entries according to the event catalog. It was a car enthusiast's dream. I fell in love with a little 1957 Porsche Speedster in champagne yellow. Fortunately, Tall Husband is still enthralled with his new red Porsche Cayman; though, I did get nervous when he enquired about the 2009 Bugatti (1.6 million U.S.D. for that baby.)

Come back tomorrow to feast your eyes on more classic cars.

A big Thank you to the event organizers, sponsors and car owners for a wonderful show.

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Porsche Cayman: Cure for New-Car Fever

2009 Porsche Cayman

We are back from our road trip. We drove to San Antonio, Texas to trade Tall Husband's car for this hot little number. Here she sits on the street in the historic King William Area of San Antonio. This chic red beauty is an effective cure for New-Car Fever.

Note: See that historic little limestone house in the background? Later, I'll post about San Antonio's King William Area with it's historic jewels. Now I've got old house fever.

Happy Birthday Shelley

Happy Birthday, Shelley!

How did I know? Corey over at Tongue in Cheek told me. So I am sending you my favorite photo of the sweetest little creature.

P.S. If anyone would like to send Shelley a birthday wish, go to Corey's Blog to meet her then send your greetings to shelley_etchepare@hotmail.com

Frankly Scarlet

Scarlet Clerodendron

We shall be on the road today, in hot pursuit of something wild and red. More later.

Through Clenched Teeth

Even though one might live in a romantic little bungalow, there are still the ordinary things in life, like getting one's teeth cleaned. That's on my list today. Also on the list: treating Tall Husband's New-car Fever, i.e., going with him to trade his car for a new one in another city. The new car is like a mail-order bride...he's only seen photos of her. So if he likes what he sees, the deal will be consummated.

I think I'm looking more forward to the visit to the periodontist.

Fever

Tall Husband's current wheels. What's wrong with this car? Everything according to Tall Husband.

I thought it was another woman...but no, it's worse! Tall Husband has New-Car Fever. I should have recognized the symptoms: first there were things he detested about my old Bemer sedan. Out on the road, she's not as responsive as before; she's old; her wipers squeak. Even her driver-side door squeaks.

And things weren't right between him and his own BMW Z4. Then the man who insists we do everything together says he's going shopping for shirts-without me. He mysteriously disappears for long periods of time and returns home with no shirts and a faraway look in his eyes. He spends long hours secretly surfing the Internet and on the phone.

It all came unraveled two days ago. The telephone rings; a stranger's voice asks for him..my heart is a lump in my throat...the stranger is saying they met when Tall Husband was there at the dealership. As I hand the phone to Tall Husband, the scent of new car assails my nostrils. Oh, no!!! He got New-Car Fever again.

So, Friday, we are heading to a distant city to do a trade for a hot little foreign number in red. Oh, poor little Z.