Love NOLA: The day New Orleans rode the T in Boston
October 19th, 2012
Photo Cred: Jason Kruppa
Written by Brett Will Taylor on NolaVie.com
“It happened at about 5:30 while riding Boston’s Orange Line subway (or “T” as everyone calls it). I was trying to think of what to write for this week’s column and my mind was a complete blank. I broke out in a sweat and it wasn’t just because when you ride the Orange Line to Forest Hills at 5:30 you experience your fellow travelers in a manner more intimate than a TSA screening.
No. I was sweating because I had no New Orleans story to tell.
How could I? I was in Boston! The land of averted eyes, furrowed brows, and downward gazes.
People don’t talk to each other in Boston. And it’s not because they’re rude. It’s because they’re too busy thinking about what’s next. What they’re going to cook for dinner. What they’re going to say at tomorrow’s big meeting. Who the next Red Sox manager will be.”
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