Word: ridings
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High points on the ride are few. Central Square is worth checking out just to discover that Cambridge is not all Ivy and academia. Kendall is nowhere, halfway between the Necco candy wafer factory and MIT. But after Kendall the train crosses over the Charles, offering one of the best views of downtown Boston (and the river itself) to be found. The Charles-MGH stop is not worth debarking at, although conversation-wise you should remember that it stands between the largest hospital in New England--Mass General--and one of the few neighborhoods in America still using gas street...
After Charles-MGH, the train plunges under Boston. When it emerges blinking from the other side of the city a few stops later, it has a long, pleasant, dull ride down to Quincy...
...quickly, and from its elevated track on slanting and creaking wooden beams the train offers a view of an area easily ignored by those who only see Boston when they shuttle from Harvard to the airport or the Amtrak station. The area is very poor and very black. One ride from Washington down to Forest Hills is the best reminder that ours is not the best of all possible worlds. Forest Hills, the end of the line, is on the edge. North lie graffitti and broken glass. South stand houses and big old trees on thick lawns. Stand...
...aboveground ride out to Riverside is probably the best in the system. It is one of the few stretches of track on which you can tell the season by the color of the trees as well as the outergarments of the other passengers. The Green Line's cars are throwbacks to the days when streetcars ruled Boston's thoroughfares, and the swerving, stop-and-go trolley route to Arborway is one of the last true streetcar routes in town. The ride may be pure agony to the impatient, but the Arborway stop at the end of the line is just...
...grueling Belmont distance. When the call for the first quarter-mile came, he was rating gently on the lead, relaxed and running smoothly. From then on, he coasted, flicking away in turn brief challenges from Spirit Level, Run Dusty Run and Sanhedrin. It was a hand-ride all the way for the big dark bay. Jockey Jean Cruguet tapped him twice with an uncocked whip in the stretch, looked for contenders over first one shoulder, then the other and, 20 yards from the finish, stood up in the saddle. He went past the wire with his whip held triumphantly aloft...