The following events during my first visit taught me everything I needed to know about Richmond:
1. I stopped to ask for directions. The slow talking southerner took a half hour to explain how to get somewhere two miles away and gave me five landmarks with "Robert E. Lee" in their name.
2. The kitchen at the bar I was at on Monument Avenue caught on fire. Before evacuating, they blocked the doors and made everyone settle their bar tabs.
3. A news story about the local cigarette plant (Phillip Morris) explained how they stopped sending cartons of cigarettes to their retirees with their pension checks. Several retirees gathered at the state capitol to protest. Their leader had throat cancer and lead the cheers with a voice box pressed to his throat.
4. I was brought to "Waffle House" -- not a waffle house -- "Waffle House". Everything was coated in plastic and grease -- including the food.
Uh oh, you must be a BU person. In my younger days, I'd hold it against you. Now, a few years from graduation, the fire of rivalry has kind of died down.
The hockey rivalry is the one thing I still get passionate about from time to time.
I still remember getting thrown out of a BU/BC game at the old Walter Brown Arena (affectionately called "the Urinal" by BC fans) after having a BU fan throw a drink at me.
Bah. Richmond can be cool, you just gotta find the right spots. Avoid the bottom Thursday through Saturday (or head to McCormack's if you go there - Mac is one of the best bar owners I've ever met). There is typically a decent music scene and some good acts come through occasionally. There are lots of good restaurants in the Fan. For a small city it's not really that bad.
I spent 9 years there, and I've lived in NYC, San Francisco and LA so I've got some comparison to speak from.
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God, I'm so pissed. I'm getting jipped out of these games against Texas.
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My best friend went to law school down there...and I had a few ermmmm, interesting experiences there.
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The following events during my first visit taught me everything I needed to know about Richmond:
1. I stopped to ask for directions. The slow talking southerner took a half hour to explain how to get somewhere two miles away and gave me five landmarks with "Robert E. Lee" in their name.
2. The kitchen at the bar I was at on Monument Avenue caught on fire. Before evacuating, they blocked the doors and made everyone settle their bar tabs.
3. A news story about the local cigarette plant (Phillip Morris) explained how they stopped sending cartons of cigarettes to their retirees with their pension checks. Several retirees gathered at the state capitol to protest. Their leader had throat cancer and lead the cheers with a voice box pressed to his throat.
4. I was brought to "Waffle House" -- not a waffle house -- "Waffle House". Everything was coated in plastic and grease -- including the food.
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I still remember getting thrown out of a BU/BC game at the old Walter Brown Arena (affectionately called "the Urinal" by BC fans) after having a BU fan throw a drink at me.
Oh, the good old days.
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I spent 9 years there, and I've lived in NYC, San Francisco and LA so I've got some comparison to speak from.
It grows on you.
Kind of like a fungus.
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