i’ll tell you a short memory about every stop on the red line.
alewife.
we rolled down a hill. that’s when we found out when tina’s birthday was.
davis.
i work there now. the guy selling coffee in the station is eastern european, but speaks a little bit of spanish.
harvard.
i honestly cannot remember the first time i went there.
central.
i spend way too much time drinking there. now that i do that less, i have more money! but maybe i’ll drop by on wednesday.
kendall.
quantum books has been gone a year, two maybe already. i still buy things on amazon, ruining our local economy despite the admonishments of the staff there.
charles.
i used to work there too. i also got hit by a taxi there. several lovely dates began there.
park.
it took me so long to realize you could walk four inches to the next station or to government center.
downtown.
cheap produce. that stand, i think it’s still there despite filene’s being closed. i remember my strawberries went bad really fast if i didn’t eat them the same day.
south.
buses. mistakes with buses. non-express buses. getting home at 7 in the morning from new york. paying as much for the cab back as i did for the bus ticket.
broadway.
the start of the st patrick’s day parade. a couple of warehouse parties.
andrew.
one year later, the other end of the parade. also, the parade did nothing for like two hours. lame.
jfk.
bowling? also i wandered off there once during a bowling trip, my ride couldn’t find me, but i bought some beef jerky and clementines. good thing i shared.
north quincy.
apparently there was a walmart here at some point.
wollaston.
i have never been here. sorry. i was working on that at some point . . .
quincy center.
another failed volunteering experiment. it was just too far, and too unstructured for me.
quincy adams.
i hear there is a walmart here? actually i don’t remember WHERE THE QUINCY WALMART IS. IS THERE A QUINCY WALMART?????
braintree.
going to the burns’ house.
savin hill.
apparently someone who worked with us at the hospital as support staff lost a family member. the funeral was near this station. i wasn’t invited. not that i wanted to be? i can’t tell whether to be offended by that or happy or what.
fields corner.
isn’t there some awesome bar here? i was super duper drunk that night.
ashmont.
the first and only time i was on the trolley was st. patrick’s day in 2006. there was a lot of drinking. followed by more drinking in dorchester.