While I wanted to pack the 535i Shark and take her home, forget dates and brassware trinkets, the excess baggage had me worried a bit.
Didn't get what I was looking for in Shuwaikh, the Lamington Road of Kuwait seen above, so as a consolation, bought a BMW logo for 3.12 KD. We always need to replace those back home don't we? :(
Luckily, after a museum, 4 malls and a walk around the small downtown/revolving restaurant (which was shut for renovation), American-sized strawberry shakes at Johnny Rockets, we were done with sightseeing.
So, a couple of days later, convinced someone to drive me to Amghara, or whatever the new location is called, one of the biggest breaker yards in the region.
Sadly couldn't find anything for my E30, was looking for some trim and a cassette player, etc. It's a good distance out of the city, in the middle of nowhere.
As in most places out of India, everyone refers to distances in minutes and not kilometres, because the roads and the traffic conditions are pretty predictable. It was more than an hour's drive from Kuwait City. While in India, saying I'm 20 minutes away may be true on one day, may be 30-40 on another day
http://248am.com/mark/automotive/new...yard-location/
So you park your car close to some yard or a scrap shop, else you may just find it stripped or nothing there.
The place is huge.
Each yard, the size of a city block is devoted to a particular brand. Corvettes stacked three-high, Mercs, Lexus', BMWs, a smallish lot for Hummers too, as were all other brands in their own yards.
You go in with a sample or a picture or some description and figure rates and bargain and drive back with parts that would cost lesser here than buying used / serviceable parts back in Shuwaikh/town.
But this trip too proved to be a unfruitful.
We took a detour and saw the Kuwaiti version of the Taj Mahal that someone has built in the middle of nowhere, and headed home, tired, frustrated and dehydrated.
But the memories of that place, the dry air with fumes of gas and old grease, the expectant looks from the poor Bangladeshis toiling away to earn a pittance from the scrap will linger forever.