Reviewing a Porsche & covering the Monaco Grand Prix
Next week I’m driving toBut I’m having a hard time getting excited about it. The trip there will be awesome – the scenery is spectacular but
Why is this still happening, Grand Prix’s I mean, in this day and age. I can think of a few African countries whose GDP is but a fraction of what one Grand Prix rakes in.
But I’m shooting my mouth off. I may still eat my words.
I have a job to do and God, it’s an awesome job. It does have it’s down sides though – like living in a $10,000 hotel room and walking around in the race pits and being seen (with a 70kg camera bag strapped to my back), trying to look impressed with the world in general and drinking Dom Pérignon.
I need a camera assistant – anyone offers?
Labels: Monaco Grand Prix, Porsche
