Is there enough room to turn a train consisting of a Genesis engine, three coaches, a cafe car, and a cabbage on the north side of the drawbridge? Or is that inside the Secret Service exclusion zone?

Clearly, the cabbage is just too much for anyone to handle. They'd have to replace it with a brussel sprout instead, and you know how people feel about brussel sprouts.


Took the T today to indulge my son (green line to red line to Alewife), and there was a very noticable police presence, including a guy in a day-glo vest riding on the train itself. No one made us submit to search, but we weren't carrying anything, and I suspect women with small children are generally not subject to profiling.