Copley Plaza
Back in 1917, movie mogul Adolph Zukor, and his equally powerful and very bad partner-in-crime, Jesse Lasky, threw a party in Copley Plaza for their biggest star of the time, Roscoe Arbuckle, possibly on the site of what is now the Westin Hotel (although I could be wrong about that, but it was certainly somewhere around here.) This party has since passed into folklore and, such was the notoriety of this get-together, that it was trotted out and used as evidence against Arbuckle at his trial(s), following another party on the opposite coast, a few years later.
The great irony is that, although the events were used to show how debauched and depraved Arbuckle was, he organised neither, had no say in who was invited, and only showed his face at the Boston party, leaving well before any debauchery began.
The great irony is that, although the events were used to show how debauched and depraved Arbuckle was, he organised neither, had no say in who was invited, and only showed his face at the Boston party, leaving well before any debauchery began.
On The [Trolley] Buses
I am a big fan of the trolley bus tours. They are a fantastic way of seeing an unfamiliar city and getting your bearings. More than that though, they show you things that you may not otherwise see and give you lots of interesting little bits of information that you would most likely miss out on.
For the price of a few dollars, you can spend an entire day hopping on and off, see the things that you want to, and get to know the city. What more can you ask for? OK, maybe a complimentary cappuccino would be nice but, what the hey. It's all gravy.
So, the work colleague that I liked and got on with had returned to England, leaving me with the bitch from 20,000 fathoms. I sure as hell wasn't spending my time off with that troll, so, I decided to get to know Boston. I'd already had a wander around downtown the previous day and it was promising to be a warm and pleasant spring day, and I had nothing but time, and, maybe, a word... (If you understand that please buy my books!)
I caught the 'T' (the Boston Underground) to Government Center and picked up a Trolley Bus tour outside the Old State House, at the junction of State, Washington, and Congress.
For the price of a few dollars, you can spend an entire day hopping on and off, see the things that you want to, and get to know the city. What more can you ask for? OK, maybe a complimentary cappuccino would be nice but, what the hey. It's all gravy.
So, the work colleague that I liked and got on with had returned to England, leaving me with the bitch from 20,000 fathoms. I sure as hell wasn't spending my time off with that troll, so, I decided to get to know Boston. I'd already had a wander around downtown the previous day and it was promising to be a warm and pleasant spring day, and I had nothing but time, and, maybe, a word... (If you understand that please buy my books!)
I caught the 'T' (the Boston Underground) to Government Center and picked up a Trolley Bus tour outside the Old State House, at the junction of State, Washington, and Congress.
