After we did the skip pad, we were treated to lunch at the Delivery Center. I have never seen such a spread for so many people in my entire life. There were at least six choices for the main dish and everything to drink. The food received pretty good reviews from everyone there including my wife who is the most finicky eater I know.
Lunch is a nice time to sit down and talk to some of the people who were on their way over to the PDC with you that morning. Fortunately, Captain Pompous was nowhere to be seen, so I generally enjoyed talking to some of the other folks who shared a passion for the cars and who had just as much fun as us that day.
The Convoy
After lunch, we were led to the museum in a convoy of sorts. We parked right up on the sidewalk by the museum. I wondered if this ever gets old for the people who do this every day. How could it?
"Heritage explained."— The Zentrum Museum, Spartanburg
The museum itself is a world-class facility. BMW's racing heritage, production history, concept cars — all under one roof. For someone who has spent sixteen years obsessing over these cars, walking through the Zentrum is less like a museum visit and more like a homecoming.
Taking Delivery
And then — finally — the car. Your car. Specced exactly as you ordered it, prepared and waiting. The handoff is a ceremony. They walk you through every feature, answer every question. There is no rush. BMW understands that this moment matters.
We drove home a different way than we arrived. The long way. Obviously.
