These are photos of a flash visit, shot on a brisk walk along the line-up of automobiles which were brought together in a new but impressively classic museum complex, a line of cars that embodied my moving around in the world, mostly through the world of distant fantasies, the cars of film actors, potentates, and flimflam men, and cars of people who dream of a car to move around to reach a distant goal. With short intervals I stood still long enough to make a photo of some of them. While doing so I decided to go back soon, after having checked some documentation on the basis of what I’ve seen. Some cars could be photographed easier than others, because of the lighting and often standing too near to other cars. Luckily the cars that had intrigued me most on the road that I traveled could be pictured well enough to put them on my website, and stir up other car buffs to drive to Wassenaar and have a long look themselves. A flaming red Steyr was the first car I saw, a little one, with surprising similarities with the younger Volkswagen. Also on the ground floor, a prewar Tatra, a Kaiser Darrin, an odd hybrid flying boat-car, ravishingly beautiful Alfa-Romeos, a still stunning Studebaker, and not an Aston Martin Lagonda but a Maserati Medici, and a Jaguar D-Type. Where’s Tintin heading to in the huge wall painting in a hallway? Being dropped off by a Mercedes-Benz two-seater to board an antique tri-plane, he doubtlessly is going to check out a Rolls-Royce, a Voisin, a Talbot Lago Figoni, a Hispano Suiza, a Cord, a Duesenberg, a Minerva, some other limousines, and bread and butter cars, and possibly also various ultra small light cars. Tintin walks past the tri-plane, right into the Louwman Auto Museum.