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The North End
While I've been to the North End a couple of times, I have never actually looked around and appreciated it for what it is. Some of the restaurants and stores have stood on the narrow streets for 50 years. Some Italian restaurants are still old school while some are more modern. Regina's Pizzeria and Mike's Pastry's still have the longest lines in the area, and people gladly brave the cold to get their favorite foods. This past Sunday, my parents and I went to Al Dente for dinner: a place we chose only because I wanted tortellinis and my mom checked the menu beforehand. My dad made the biggest dad joke of all and asked, "Who's Al? Can we meet him?" You could tell the servers had been waitresses probably their entire lives looking at how they walked, talked and served their tables (they were pros). Our waitress even told us that her nephew graduated from BU with a degree in neurobiology. Dinner was great but they do not serve coffee or desserts (probably because their restaurant is so small and they do not want patrons sitting around when they could be serving another couple or family), so we went to Cafe Vittoria down the street. My first time there was during the summer and I had no idea what to order because, prior to summer, I never really drank hot coffees, cappuccinos or lattes. However, everything they serve is amazing. I ended up having a cappuccino because I was ready for a nap and needed to stay awake to do school work. The set up of the restaurant is very strange, though, There are two entrances that lead to separate rooms only accessible to each other through a back hallway. I think there is some other type of store in-between the two but I could not be sure. Cafe Vittoria's decor is old espresso machines and plates, which somewhat reminded me of the old tea sets we saw in the MFA exhibit. The North End will always be one of my favorite parts of Boston since it combines my two favorite things: pasta and caffeine.
If the BU campus weren't already bustling with Parents Weekend in full swing, the Head of the Charles made the Charles River Campus that much more so. I had never made it to the Head of the Charles despite it being in BU's backyard, so this year I made it a point to. I wasn't sure what to expect and was confused about how the races worked, who each team was, and why the regatta was a "thing" at all. What surprised me the most were the diversity of fans represented on the Esplanade. Not in the culturally diverse sense, but the fact that you could tell who was there for the Harvard teams, the BU teams, and all the lesser known teams. Those there for the Ivy league teams were dressed incredibly preppy and had perfectly quaffed hair, pleated pants, and J Crew everything. Those there for teams like BU (and maybe I only notice them because I'm so used to the way girls here dress) had on a sweater, a vest, and riding boots. Everyone else wore obvious college apparel with jeans and sneakers (which is the comfortable, and in my opinion, right way to go when you're standing on the side of the Esplanade for a couple hours). All in all, it was awesome to finally see what the Head of the Charles Regatta looks like in person, but was a little disappointed by what I already knew it was: a bunch of boats with either college students or older men and women rowing along the Charles. Now I know for next year to avoid the crowds, go to the library, and study for impending exams.
Green line trolley next to Central Artery, 1976 May, Peter H. Dreyer slide collection, Collection #9800.007, City of Boston Archives.
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(Hating) Riding the T
Being a Boston-area college student for the past couple years now, I've come to know a thing or two about the T: which lines are busy at what times, which stops to avoid and, probably most importantly, general T etiquette. Here's what I've gathered in my most recent T experience. Orange line trains are few and far between. I have never liked the orange line, trains always seem to come in 15-20 minute increments rather than 5 minutes in-between like most T-stops. They also seem very dangerous--the types of people wandering about the orange line stops, such as Downtown Crossing, are not the types of people you want to be stranded with if the last T out of Downtown Crossing is delayed or just never shows up. As one Yelper put it, "I call it the OJ Line, because OJ is orange, and by taking the orange line, you might very well die." In my latest orange line experience, there was a ~50 year old man at the North Station stop with his shirt in hand waving it around like a rally towel. Bruins games don't start for another week, my friend. And, of course, the AC never seems to work on the orange line--which was a shame given the 85 degree day we had in Boston on Saturday. The only redeeming quality about the orange line is the fact that it gives easy access to a couple Boston suburbs and their trains are bigger than those used on the green line. Which does, in fact, bring us to the green line. Green line trains, although the newest looking out of all T trains, are very small. Also, when waiting at Park Street, the chances of you catching the green line train you actually want is slim to none. I could wait 30 minutes for a B line train to show up and take me to campus and watch six C, D or E line trains pass me by. It gets annoying after a while, especially when a B line train does show up and it's already packed. With Red Sox fans. Don't you people know you can take any train except E to Kenmore? I know this isn't really advertised except for at Park Street, but c'mon, you guys know better by now. Lastly, the red line. Although the red line trains have more room compared to green line trains, it never seems to be enough. I don't think I've ever ridden on the red line where every seat hasn't been taken. And of course, just like every experience I've had on the red line, the people are weird. There was a man sitting outside the MGH stop yelling profanities at passer-byers with the ever so subtle bottle of whiskey in a paper bag. Because the actual T stop is a set of stairs away from where you enter the building, no MBTA employees were around to kick the man out. It is unusual, though, because I usually see the biggest presence of MBTA employees on the red line, and more frequently during rush hours. I can only imagine how the T was set up when first constructed. Was it similar to the big dig? Was the MBTA supposed to be strictly for subway trains or did they originally decide on busses and (real-life-train-on-the-tracks) trains being part of the plan? Who rode the T when it first opened? Was it expensive for the average Bostonian? Although I'm not sure about the above questions, I am sure that I hate riding the T.
Juggler at Faneuil Hall Marketplace, 1988 August, Peter H. Dreyer slide collection, Collection #9800.007, City of Boston Archives.
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View of Boston from Charlestown
Early Boston was a hilly peninsula originally inhabited by the Penacook, Wampanoag and Massachusetts Native Americans tribes who have lived in the area since 2400 BC. These tribes called the area S…
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Charlestown and the Homeless
Today, Charlestown is a beautiful suburb of Boston. Its cobblestone streets and view of the Boston harbor make it an attractive place to live in or visit. A friend of mine was fortunate enough to be able to stay in Charlestown over the summer, and after telling my parents I was going to stay with her for a weekend, they were worried. I was confused because the town, in pictures, seemed picturesque. A short distance from the North End and great views of the city all, in a quiet neighborhood. There was even brand new Dunkin' Donuts next to a Whole Foods down the street. How could they think anything bad of it? Apparently, Charlestown was not always this affluent. It used to be home to unwealthy families in the minority and a lot of homeless people. When I visited, it seemed to me that it was majoritively families and young professionals living in the area. What caused this change? Although Charlestown is home to a wealthier community in 2014, I did run into a fair amount of homeless people, but at a less extent to that of Boston proper streets. The homeless we came across in Charlestown seemed to have it "more together" (or as together as someone can have it who doesn't have a lot). For example, one man who was asking for change outside the Dunkin' Donuts seemed pretty cleaned up. He didn't have any visible disabilities, and while he wasn't wearing name brand clothing, I don't think I'd be able to label him as homeless if I saw him walking down the street. He was also much more polite than some of the homeless guys I have come across near Downtown Crossing or the Commons. I gave him the leftovers of my pasta dinner in the North End and he looked me in the eyes and thanked me. When I bought a homeless man food at the Dunkin' Donuts in Kenmore just the week prior, the man was upset because I didn't get him an apple juice to go with it. While Charlestown is a beautiful area, it does have many of the same quirks Boston has, but a more residential feel.
Pamphlet describing Boylston Street Subway, 1914, Transit Commission photographs collection
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Why do they call the Charles, "Dirty Water?"
Seriously, why? It doesn't seem that dirty to me. Still love the song, though.
81 Bay State
Like many buildings across the BU campus, the brownstone I was assigned to live in has a deep history. The plaque outside the door tells of its construction in 1810, and the partial story of Elliot Joslin, first doctor in the US who specialized in diabetes. Joslin held his first professional office in 81 Bay State for 50 years starting in 1905. After the initial, "oh, cool" moment, I explored the brownstone and adjacent building connected to it (83 Bay State Road). The floor to ceiling windows surprised me for a BU building, but the shock soon wore off after I realized most brownstones have that type of window. As I continued to explore the building, I noticed the many nuances my brownstone has that newer buildings on campus do not. For example, there are small closet-looking openings in the walls where dumbwaiters used to be, and short doors into closets and smaller rooms. The basement, however, was the biggest surprise of all. There are four ways to get to the basement from the first floor. One of which is through a door no bigger than four feet tall. After seeing the basement, it was clear that it was used for some sort of servant/maid quarters. There is a long, narrow hallway adjacent to the main hallway in the basement as well as a bathroom so small the door cannot open all the way (the toilet restricts this). There are at least ten shallow closets and cabinets line the hallway. While there still may be certain things about my brownstone I don't know about, I look forward to exploring and seeing what else makes the building so unique.
September 5, 2014 After returning to my dorm from a Friday night game at Fenway Park, I began to realize how different the atmosphere is today from when it opened in 1912. From prices, to conversation, and food among other things, Boston's baseball scene has surely changed. Here are some observations I made during my time at the game: 1) Prices 100 years ago were obviously much lower than they are today. A family of five could buy tickets to a game for less than it would cost to buy one bottled soda in 2014. (Talk about inflation.) 2) Fans could BYOB and pack their lunches in coolers to bring to a game, making it a cheap way to spend an afternoon. Now, bags are checked at all gates and food and beverages (excluding unopened non-alcoholic beverages) are not permitted in the park. 3) People no longer attend games purely for entertainment or bonding purposes, but almost solely for socialization. Similarly, twenty-somethings are not looking to watch and enjoy the game, but drink. Even the conversations happening around me focus more on personal lives than game play. 4) Fenway itself has turned into a brand. Across the Green Monster as well as infield and outfield walls, advertisements cover the baseball diamond's backdrop. 5) People will show up during the first inning and leave in the fourth, no matter how the game is going. While there are not a wealth of statistics on game attendance in 1914 Boston, I believe it's safe to assume, however, that in a time where a penny was the difference between eating or not, fans would not pay for a full game and leave halfway through.