I think the highlight of the trip for Stuey was going to a Celtics game at the Boston Garden. We went with Polly, John, Jack and Sam. While we went to the game granny Coco took Nora to the Boston Symphony. To get to the game we hiked from a parking garage on Newbury Street where Polly and John were staying all the way to the North End for Dinner and then to the game. A lot of walking! But it was good to see Boston. I had not walked across the Boston Common in years.
I was heartened to see that the North End is still an Italian Neighborhood and we ate at an upscale pizza place. It was very crowded and it took forever to get us seated. And then we joined the crowds thronging to the game. The crowds got more and more dense as we got closer to the Garden and turned into lines. We entered the building and slowly got closer and closer to the security at the gates.
Finally we arrived and that's where it got interesting. We all took everything out of our pockets and put our hands holding belongings up in the air as we passed through the machines. Everybody went through no problem but me. A querulous, overweight women in a uniform pulled me aside and informed me that I could not take my ipad into the game. As she put it, 'The trash can is over there'. I did not want to throw away my ipad and tried to catch Polly and John's attention. John had the tickets on his phone. Polly came back to help and we were trying to come up with a plan, but the obese uniformed lady summarily kicked me out.
I did the walk of shame back down all the lines and out of the Garden - people staring at me and wondering, 'What did that guy do?' I was going to leave entirely, but Polly texted and convinced me to try and find a place to stash the ipad for the game. I also gather that Stuey was freaking out that I had had to leave and had to be placated with Celtic logo 'loot'. Down in North Station I was disappointed to find they no longer have lockers (good place to put bombs), but a security guard told me that this happens all the time and that I should go across Causeway Street and stash the ipad at 'Sully's' (a bar).
And so I ended up in a packed bar full of drunk carousing Bruins fans whose game had ended hours later. I was highly skeptical. But I found a guy and he took my 10 dollars, gave me a receipt and showed me the pile of other stuff that had not been allowed in the Garden. HUGE side business for Sullivan's Tap to store stuff while people are at the game.
And so I made it into the game and the Celtics overwhelmed the Orlando Magic. Stuey was in heaven watching the Celtic players sink 3 pointers at will. Way up high in the building and the place was totally packed. Quite the experience.
And after the game - there was my ipad behind the bar. Scarily enough, I had to wade past the same drunk Bruin's fans to get it! Patrick
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| Newbury St coffee shop - Walking to the game |
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| Quincy Market - almost to the North End! |
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| Waiting to get seated at the restaurant |
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| My receipt from Sullivan's Tap for the ipad I paid to have left behind the bar |
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| Finally seated for the GAME! |
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