zaWash est un service de car wash, (lavage, nettoyage, putzzage) de votre véhicule (votre auto, votre voiture, votre bagnole, votre caisse, votre moto) à votre domicile, à votre travail, chez votre voisin, cousin, copain, ami… et sur les parkings suivants:

GenèveParking du Seujet, Mediamarkt Carouge, Mediamarkt Meyrin, Ikea Vernier et de la Migros Porte de Nyon.

Lausanne: Parking Riponne, Parking Rôtillon et Parking Valentin.

zaWash vient tout simplement là où se trouve votre Titine.

Pour l’extérieur, souvent vous allez au tunnel de lavage ou au self-service parce que pour à peine dix balles vous pensez que votre voiture est propre. Vous avez presque raison mais pour presque dix balles les rouleaux ont rayé votre peinture, vous avez gaspillé près de 350 litres d’eau et fait une croix sur des activités beaucoup plus croustillantes de votre vie.

Une fois terminé le voyage surréaliste dans les rouleaux, vous faites la queue à l’aspirateur, vous savez près de la poubelle, celui qui aspire à peine plus d’une mouche. Vous regardez à gauche et à droite pour voir si quelqu’un vous regarde avant de taper les tapis à la main, contre la poubelle, vu qu’ils vont dégager une poussière monstrueuse. Vous avez honte de vous rendre compte que vous avez trouvé près de deux francs dans les sièges. Et deux francs c’est la pièce que vous avez mis dans la machine et hop dans dix secondes en plein effort, vous allez maudire le fabricant d’aspirateur qui n’a pas jugé utile de vous alerter que la session va expirer.

Et puis vous allez nettoyer le pare-brise et le tableau de bord avec le pshitt de la maison et dix ou douze mètres de papier cuisine pour essayer de ne pas laisser de traces. Et encore et encore.

Et après il reste des taches, des tas de taches sur les sièges mais vous vous dites que vous n’avez aucune idée mais que ça fait déjà 2 h que vous avez quitté la maison.

Jusqu’à la prochaine….

zaWash is a carwash service that is performed by hand, by a professional and his bagpack, pretty much wherever you car likes to reside : home, office, friend’s parking or a partner parking  (Mediamarkt Meyrin, Carouge, Ikea Vernier, Migros Porte de Nyon and Parking du Seujet).

zaWash comes whereever your Beauty is sleeping. 

To wash their bodies, the Romans had to travel to The Bath regularly and now we have bathrooms inside our houses. Our great-grand-mothers used to go to the washhouse every month to wash the bed sheets, all together singing and exchanging the gossips of the village. And now we have washing machines for the clothes and social networks (for the gossips).

But for a car it is different….  Not much has changed since the invention of the car…. You have to plan a couple of hours. Say goodbye to the family and entertaining activities, on a Saturday morning usually. And drive to the carwash.

You have to decide if you will stay in the car or not. In both cases, admit it, you will freak out. Did you really park the in the very middle of the machine, have you very very very tightly closed the windows, have you removed the radio antenna as instructed, have you pulled the parking break – well, did you have to do it, did you put in a gear ? Can’t remember, is it the thing that is moving or the car? Have you chosen the correct programme, how important is it to dry, to wax, is my new car going to be ok with the wax? Will the machine start immediately, will you have time to jump back in the car or walk away from the whole thing?

 And off it goes. Tiny pipes start spitting some OMG non-biodegradable chemical on the car so it looks like a dozen of pigeons have pooped on it, good start you think. And the brushes commence their ballet, turning and turning and throwing on your car, in the air and on you (if you picked a windy day), around 350 litres of water. Yes, this is 350 litters of water, the consumption of your entire family for 2 days. If you are inside, you are left with praying that all goes well, frenetically pressing the windows button to check they are really closed, and you live a 3D cinema session.

If you stayed outside, you observe months of savings (your car) being carelessly beaten up by the flaps and reflecting on how they preserve or not the varnish on your car. Then you had decided to take the drying option. And now you regret it. If you are inside, you see the big arm moving, and you trust NOT the engineer who designed the sensors that pull it up as it travels up the windscreen right in your face. And what if the sensors were broken. Is a destruction of your car even covered by your insurance, or theirs?  Your life is though.

 Once the surreal journey in the rolls is over, you line up to the vacuuming station, you know near the trash can, the vacuum cleaner that hardly sucks a dead fly. You glance left and right and even above to see if a camera, a human or even a child is looking at you before tapping the carpets by hand, against the trash, since they will emit a monstrous dust. You are ashamed to realize that you have found almost five francs in centimes in the seats. Unfortunately it is ONE coin of two francs is what you need to put in the machine and hop in ten seconds in full effort, you will curse the vacuum cleaner manufacturer who did not see useful to add a warning sign that the session will expire soon and you’ll need a coin again. And then there is me next in the queue telling you that there are more bacteria on the steering wheel than on the toilet seat.

 O my God it is over. You jump in the car to notice you forgot the right carpet in the back seat. But no, it is already an hour you left home, there are people queuing you are off. Home, to a 50l shower, and at least as much to wash your clothes and your shoes.

 And at the end ….what happens ?

 “If you ever want it to rain, go wash your car.”