Daybreak, and we’re parked outside the Gare de l’Est, one of six major railway stations that serve Paris. Nothing particularly unusual about that, perhaps, except for the cars we’re driving — a pair of California registered Hyundai Genesis sedans, both loaded 4.6-liter V-8s. We’re a long way from Orange County, Toto. And we’re about to go further.
The Gare de l’Est is where the famed Orient Express began its journey. We’ve all heard of the Orient Express — it was featured in Bram Stoker’s 1897 novel Dracula, and was the setting for Agatha Christie’s 1934 thriller Murder on the Orient Express. James Bond rode it in From Russia With Love. It has become a pop culture icon.
The original Orient Express, inaugurated in October 1883, ran from Paris via Strasbourg, Munich, Vienna, Budapest, and then into Romania and Bulgaria before finishing in Istanbul, the ancient Turkish city where Europe literally meets Asia. Look at the route on a map and it screams road trip. Which is why we’re parked at the Gare de l’Est as sleepy-eyed Parisians hustle through the terminal on their way to work: We’re planning to drive our two Hyundais more than 2000 miles east to Istanbul.
Our Genesis sedans — one silver, one blue — are drawing curious looks from the Parisians in the early morning traffic. The driver of a Stuttgart registered Porsche Panamera Turbo– a journalist, presumably, as I recognize the car as being one of those used for the press launch in Bavaria a few weeks back — leans out to stare at the cars as he cruises past us near the Arc de Triomphe.
The Genesis is not sold in Europe, and while Hyundai may be a latecomer to the luxury segment, it’s obvious the big, well finished, well proportioned sedan is sending all the right signals to an audience otherwise unfamiliar with the Korean automaker’s upmarket aspirations in the United States: The reactions are overwhelmingly positive.
Our early morning photoshoot over, we work our way through the city to the A4 autoroute, heading into the sun as the commuter traffic jams the inbound lanes. This is the same route we took out of Paris almost exactly a year ago in the Dodge Challenger SRT8 — we top up both Hyundais at the same gas station a few miles down the road. But this time, where not heading for Reims and its famous old grand prix track. Instead, we’re turning off the autoroute where it crosses the Marne River and heading into the heart of champagne country.
Our destination is the town of Epernay, and the headquarters of Moet & Chandon. Moet has been making champagne since 1743, and sent its first shipment of wine to the United States in 1787. Moet occupies pole position on Epernay’s Avenue de Champagne, where hundreds of thousands of bottles of liquid gold age quietly in the cool darkness of nearly 18 miles of tunnels carved into the soft chalk rock underneath.
We’re met by the charming Veronique, who takes on a tour of the historic site. We walk in the tunnel where Napoleon drank champagne with Jean-Remy Moet, grandson of company founder Claude, and under the tree where in March, 1814, the Duke of Wellington shared a glass of Moet champagne with Emperor Francis II of Austria, the Tsar of Russia, the King of Prussia, and the future king of Holland. It’s that sort of place.
We taste Moet’s most recent vintage champagne — the 2003 — in both white and rose over lunch at the Residence de Trianon, built as a private home for Jean-Remy Moet’s children Adelaide and Victor in 1833, and used as a residence by the family until 1958. It’s like angels dancing on your tongue. But it’s sadly only a taste, as we have a couple of hundred miles to cover before reaching our hotel in Strasbourg, and duty calls. As we’re about to depart, Veronique appears with a magnum of Moet’s Imperiale champagne. “It’s for you to celebrate your arrival in Istanbul,” she says. Bless her.
The Genesis whispers along the autoroute to Strasbourg at 80 mph, the 4.6-liter V-8 turning barely 2200 rpm and returning 25 mpg, according to the readout on the dash. It’s a comfortable and relaxed cruiser, its laid-back demeanor marred only by the slight busyness of the stiffly sprung rear end. It’s a minor niggle in a car that is otherwise astonishingly accomplished.
A few short years ago the idea of retracing one of the world’s great luxury journeys in a Korean car would have seemed laughable. But on Day 1 of our Orient Express roadtrip the smooth, silent, and refined Genesis sedan has felt pretty much at home in the heartland of olde worlde luxury.
-Photos by Brian Vance
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