Natives of Boston are known for having a bit of an accent. One of the famous sayings outsiders will quote when trying to imitate a Bostonian is a version of "Can I park my car in Harvard Yard?" Or in the local dialect, "Can I Pahk my cah in Hahvahd Yahd?" (29 second mark).
We have all likely heard of the Scarlet Letter, and guessing by the lack of the letter "R" in the local accent the local populace decided that the alphabet could use one less letter and excommunicated the "R". Maybe the "R" looked a little too sensual.
Anyway . . . what's the point of all this? The point is that I was having dinner near Fenway Park, home of the Red Sox, (spelling socks as "sox" causes one to wonder what the Alphabet ever did to the locals to suffer such abuse) and I stumbled across this sign for parking.
Critics of cycling in urban areas will often say that roads were not built for bikes, but the reality is that Boston was not built for cars. It is a dangerous and confusing place to drive, and there is not nearly enough space to park all of the cars people wish to drive in or to the city. Lack of parking spaces leads to high prices for parking and just when I thought $45 was high, a short time later I saw this sign -
And to cap the night off I passed this one.
One would hope exorbitant fees like these to pahk the cah would be enough to cause an automobile owner to drive to their local bike shop to purchase a bike to ride to the game. It's too bad the locals seemed to have chosen a beef with the Alphabet over a beef with insufficient transportation infrastructure.