NFL Kickoff: Ranking Football’s Most Accessible Stadiums

Republished from Mobility Lab

I love going to NFL football games.

Going to the Ravens' stadium to see my beloved Pittsburgh Steelers is something I do nearly every year. Getting there from anywhere in Baltimore is easy by transit, and the parking lots south of the stadium are located in a way that I can get right onto the interstate and drive back to DC without having to sit in any Baltimore traffic.

On the other hand, heading out to FedEx Field to see my also-beloved Washington Redskins is typically a very-long ordeal, including either a long walk to the stadium at the end of a long Metro ride or, much worse, a traffic jam on the Beltway to get to parking that is nowhere near a stadium that is built in the middle of nowhere.

But I digress, Sports Illustrated has published a really interesting ranking of stadium accessibility for all 32 pro-football teams. Not surprisingly, FedEx Field is ranked near the bottom, at #30, with Giants Stadium keeping the New York Giants and Jets at #31 and #32, respectively. M&T Bank Stadium, home of the Ravens, is ranked as the second most accessible. It must be really easy to get to Municipal Stadium, home of the Jacksonville Jaguars, which is the top ranked. SI's computations look pretty thorough and ask just the right questions:

• How would you rate the traffic to and from the stadium?
• How would you rate the availability and cost of parking at the stadium?
• How would you rate the public transportation options?

Respondents then gave an answer of either poor, below average, average, above average, or excellent. Denver, Green Bay, and Tennessee round out the top 5. Some other somewhat-surprising ranks include the #28 Dallas Cowboys, who have the league's premiere facility, which happens to have been located at complete odds with smart and current urban-design best practices, and the New Orleans Saints, way down at #18, which seems like it would be pretty accessible to anyone coming to the game from downtown or the French Quarter.

Check out the full NFL stadium accessibility rankings here.

Photo by Joe Slabotnik

Two Takes on Cirque du Soleil in Washington DC and Baltimore

My favorite part of Totem was the bowl-flipping unicycle girls.

Cirque du Soleil has always been on my bucket list of things to do. I finally got the chance yesterday to see its Totem show under the big top by National Harbor in DC.

It was certainly enjoyable, and most of the feats performed really made you marvel at how humans could do those things, but I can't say I was floored quite as much as I thought I would be.

My main beefs: the story of apes evolving into cavemen and into modern humans was mindless, the Italian stereotype character repeating pizza, mamma mia, and eyeyiyi over and over was borderline offensive, and many of the skits went on too long.

Perhaps this is just one of the lesser shows in the Cirque series. I give it *** out of ***** stars. For a more appreciative take, my sister-in-law Madeline Comoglio wrote a tremendous take on a recent show in Baltimore and how she enjoyed it with her daughter Julia. Here's and excerpt and you can read the entire article at (cool) progeny.

A date night with my 6-year-old daughter sounded like the perfect evening before she started school next week … and perfect it WAS!

Back track a few years ago: I decided as a Mom I was going to stop giving my kids traditional gifts for special occasions (toys to add to their pile of toys they don’t play with, clothes they beg for but refuse to actually wear – you know where I’m going with this), and I would give them the gift of an experience. Since then I’ve had many Mother-Daughter dates with my Julia. We’ve done the countless Disney on Ices, a day at the art museum, The Lion King at the Hippodrome (amazing!) and, most recently, the American Idol Concert. I have to say that our date to Dralion is now at the very top of the list – right up there with the Lion King. A must-see experience!

The acts in Dralion are none like you’ve ever seen. The talent is beyond what you can imagine, the costumes are exquisite, and the music and orchestra are enchanting – you feel like you are watching a Broadway production, a ballet, a circus, a thrill show, a symphony, and an opera all at once.

It was an absolutely pleasure from start to finish. Honestly the perfect family treat!

Calgary’s Natural Beauty is Most Apparent by Bicycle and Foot

Originally published at Mobility Lab.

Before heading out to Banff in Alberta for a long-planned family vacation in the Canadian Rockies, I had about four hours to kill in Calgary before my wife and son's flight arrived. So, like I do in all new cities I visit, I headed downtown to take a bikeride and walk around some too.

Using social media the day before leaving home in Washington D.C., it took about five minutes before Bike Calgary's Facebook page responded to my question about where I should rent a bicycle and where I should ride. Sure enough, the recommendation was right on. The taxi from the airport drove me about 20 minutes to Rapid Rent in Eau Claire Market, where Taste of Calgary had the place buzzing with people. Christina at Rapid Rent was super helpful and steered me towards biking up and down the nearby Bow River and also saving some time to walk around downtown.

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Prices for the bike rental were reasonable, as they seem to be in all cities around the world. I paid about $25 for three hours, plus a lock and helmet. Then I rode about 20 miles of trail that follow the river on both sides west and east of Eau Claire. The red Peace Bridge was one of the first sites worth stopping at for photos.



The paths are lovingly constructed and one must watch for signs where the bike paths separate from the pedestrian paths.

At one point, I took a photo in one single frame of a train station, a bus depot, bike and walking paths, and countless rafts floating down the river. It made me wonder why the nearby road was filled with cars and trucks belching along. But at least nobody can say Calgarians don't have mobility options!



After dropping my rental bike off, I took Christina's advice and spent an hour walking around downtown before catching a taxi back to the airport. The sites included Olympic Plaza, built for the 1988 Winter Olympics; the Calgary Tower, a space needle of sorts built in 1967 to celebrate Canada's centennial; 8th Avenue SW, which is a pedestrian street lined with shops, bars, and restaurants; and the +15 Skywalks overhead, known as the second most extensive network of skywalks in the world.



There is certainly plenty more to see in Calgary, but I don't think there is any better way of seeing a lot in a little time than biking and complementing it with some walking.

Although I saw plenty of wildlife throughout the afternoon, I did somehow miss the coyotes. Signs along the river trails cautioned me to look out for them. I guess that's something I'll have to wait to see until my next trip to beautiful Calgary!

Best New Albums: August 2012

This is a new monthly feature recently introduced. You can stream all the albums mentioned here for free at this Spotify link, which I keep updated.

Best Album of the Month:
Jeff the Brotherhood - Hypnotic Nights
Wanna be able to play something poolside this summer that your one or other two friends with good taste in rock music will dig alongside all the others who consider Weezer way out on the edge? Look no further.

Best of the Rest:
Foxygen - Take the Kids Off Broadway
A weird little discovery that is actually quiet epic with its 6-minute songs that shift frequently musically from Pink Floyd to Neutral Milk Hotel and other innumerable acts. The band is able to remain completely original, and even includes a vocalist who sometimes sounds more like Mick Jagger than anyone not in The Rolling Stones.

JJAMZ - Suicide Pact
Please don't hate me for suggesting you should listen to an album like this. Call it my guilty summer alternative to Carly Rae Jepsen. It's super catchy, and perhaps not even disposable!

Soul Asylum - Delayed Reaction
I loved this Minneapolis band in the 90s (two of my favorite concerts were their And the Horse They Rode In On shows in St. Louis and at the University of Missouri), and this is a return to form. Half of the album recalls Soul Asylum's more rowdy early days and the rest hints at the poppier side from their "Runaway Train" mainstream era.

Lee Ranaldo - Between the Times and the Tides
Sonic Youth's guitar player shows why his main band is so good. It's not all Thurston Moore after all. This solo LP is laced with great riffs and CBGB New York attitude in the vocals throughout. He was also great in concert last month opening for Wilco.

Beachwood Sparks - The Tarnished Gold
Has it really been 10 years since these sun-drenched beach bums released anything? This is drippingly and soothingly, simply, beautiful. It makes me want to sit in a hammock and just listen every time.

Donnie & Joe Emerson - Dreamin' Wild
These two kid brothers recorded this in their basement back when classic rock was still classic. If you can get past the ridiculously cheesy cover art of them rockin' out in leisure suits, it's very groovy rock n' roll.

Savannah is for Walkers

In front of the famed Garden of Good and Evil fountain.

There are so many beautiful sights and photos I could share from my recent trip to Savannah. But it's always good to self-edit oneself, so these are the ones you get.

I was working and sick with a nasty summer cold for my four days in the Georgia city, but it was still fun to explore the city a little with my fun new colleagues at Mobility Lab who joined me there for the Association of Commuter Transportation conference.

Palm trees line many of Savannah's streets

My main advice for staying in Savannah is ... walk, walk, walk. Don't get on those trolleys unless you absolutely have to. Even in the sweltering humidity of July, the way this city should be enjoyed is by foot (or possibly bicycle if you are inclined and want to venture a little further out from the center).

Its southern charm is truly highlighted with a good old-fashioned stroll.

Homey restaurants and countless major discount and luxury chains line the city center streets, and shoppers will have plenty of choices

Candy purchases are a must in the stores in the market area and along the river. I bought a bag of peanut brittle, but at the counter, couldn't resist adding some pralines and other chocolate goodies

A view out my hotel room of one of the city's many beautiful clock towers

These pedestrians have the right idea. I watched them while eating BBQ in the park while the tourists on the trolley looked uncomfortably hot and bored

And, ahh, yes ... the Spanish moss

Pop Culture Roundup: Hunger Games, Girls, Wilco, Mr. Burns

I guess I've just been having too much fun this summer at my new job, but rankings on my blog of my pop-culture intake have suffered in the past month. Apologies, dear readers. We'll just have to take a quick roundup/catch-up.


The Hunger Games: I read this back in early June when I was vacationing on the Outer Banks. True beach reading. It's a formulaic story, written in a truly sophomoric style and voice. Needless to say, I couldn't put it down. Author Suzanne Collins takes unforgettable heroine Katniss Everdeen through a survivalist battle worthy of the best reality-TV plot lines.
***1/2 out of ***** stars

Girls: So far, I've made it through the first 8 of 10 season-one episodes. This is another can't-put-down pleasure. The HBO series takes us deep into the not-so-deep minds of the 20-something generation, barely surviving, arguably employed, and down-and-out in New York City. Lena Dunham brilliantly leads the cast of aimless youngsters through a version of 90210 with a seriously funny and edgy edge.

***** out of ***** stars


Mr. Burns, A Post-Electric Play: My season tickets at DC's Woolly Mammoth have been good to me over the years. And I was super-excited going into this season, with an apocalyptic (fun!) theme coursing through every production. But this has been a real let-down of a year. I think Woolly is losing its way by, if possible, trying just a little too hard to be creative and different. The second act, the actors, and the premise are all fairly strong in Mr. Burns. It's several decades into the future and the only culture left among the survivors of a global collapse is the memory of The Simpsons. But the story is often sooo slow and convoluted, and it fails to shed insight into the Simpsons' episode that the actors discuss. A real pop-culture miss.
*1/2 out of ***** stars

Wilco: The band's recent performance at Wolftrap in Vienna, Virginia was another in a long line of great shows I've witnessed (I saw the first of a two-night stand there). Nels Cline added new guitar solos that displayed his increasing prowess as the greatest rock player alive. And the shifting styles keep multiplying for Wilco, which started as an alt-country band, and now often sounds like something between Radiohead, Billy Bragg, The Beatles, and Sonic Youth. Speaking of Sonic Youth, that band's guitarist, Lee Ranaldo, opened and, like his new album, was spectacularly catchy.****1/2 out of ***** stars

Jackson's First Tall-Buildings Themed Weekend in New York City

I forgot to write about my spring trip to New York City with my buddy Peter, when we stayed at a hotel overlooking the World Trade Center and took in a bunch of comedy, including a 1:30 a.m. show at the Comedy Cellar with Al Madrigal and a taping of two John Oliver specials. 

Reasonable hotel options appear to be a theme these days in the Big Apple. Jackson and I took the Amtrak up to meet Rachel this weekend, who is working there for the week. At $125 a night on Priceline, we found the fun Hudson Hotel, in which our room was the size of a cruise-ship bedroom but we had access to a beautiful, funky, and trendy 15th-floor roofdeck, another garden bar and lounge, and a great location on West 58th and 9th Avenue.

This was billed as a "tall buildings weekend" and Jackson, at nearly five-years-old, is the perfect age to have his first NYC experience. I think it really made an impression on him. He asked several times on the train ride home when we would next return there.

Things went as planned and the little guy did not complain about walking all over the place. 

Friday night consisted of walking from Penn Station through Times Square and to our hotel. Saturday was fun in the wonderful Central Park water play area before heading to Rachel's work in East River Park in the Lower East Side. Jackson and I took a bike ride for about six miles along the extensive trails between the Manhattan Bridge and 25th Street. Then we had delicious Indian food with our friend Lori (she's a Jackson fave). Sunday was an easy trip up 30 Rock (thanks co-worker Elizabeth for the recommendation) with no wait and easily a much better use of time than waiting in the always-long lines at the Empire State Building.

And we're back in DC. Why I'm not already asleep, I'm not sure. Goodnight.

Best New Albums: July 2012

This is a new monthly feature introduced last month. You can stream all the albums mentioned here for free at this Spotify link, which I keep updated.

Best Album of the Month:
Guided by Voices - Class Clown Spots a UFO. OK, so by now you know I'm crazy about Robert Pollard's little band of merry fuzz-pop pranksters. How can you not know? Pollard and/or GBV have a new album in my "best new albums of the month" just about ... um ... every month. This one is a challenge well worth puzzling over.


Best of the Rest:
Santigold - Master of My Make-Believe. After a four-year break following her 2008 debut, I wasn't sure I still liked Santigold. But this is hard to not like. And hard not to shake your booty to.


Moss Icon - Complete Discography. Political raunchsters from Annapolis credited by some with shaping punk. They have a sense of melody in the Fugazi vein that few others have approached.


Cornershop - Urban Turban. A catchy blast of sunshine psychedelia that captures all of the joy and orchestral majesty of the band's 90s indie smash "Brimful of Asha."


Golden Bloom - March to the Drums. A nice EP's worth of power pop mixing the sounds of several of my favorites like Wilco and Ben Kweller.


Colourbox - Colourbox. This is a seductive blend of soul, reggae, and urban contemporary that isn't usually my cup of tea. I not surprisingly missed it in the 80s. But I'm glad I discovered this new reissue.


Smashing Pumpkins - Oceania. Billy Corgan has shed every original bandmate and left a trail of pretty stinky recent albums, but this one is very close in style and tone to his 90s classics Gish, Siamese Dream, Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness, and Pisces Iscariot.

The Beatles Live in 1966 Concert is Online and Hot!

Considering how much I love The Beatles, it's amazing how infrequently I've watched really good footage of the band playing live. Most of what I've seen has been them playing in black-and-white to loud crowds that almost completely drown out the performance. I happened upon this stunning half-hour video of a full concert in 1966 at Budokon Stadium in Tokyo.


 
Check out this incredible setlist, and watch the band, with a couple of lead vocal performances from George and even one from Ringo:

Rock and Roll Music (John)
She's a Woman (Paul)
If I Needed Someone (George)
Day Tripper (John)
Baby's in Black (John and Paul)
I Feel Fine (George)
Yesterday (Paul)
I Wanna Be Your Man (Ringo)
Nowhere Man (John)
Paperback Writer (Paul)
I'm Down (Paul)

The Big Year is Not Funny, But Also Not Bad

The Big Year is the movie all birders have been waiting for all their lives. With Jack Black, Steve Martin, and Owen Wilson joining forces, the real birders out there are no longer fringe enviro-nerds but rather have been immortalized to look like comedy superstuds.

The funny thing is that this movie is not a comedy. The only line that made me laugh was when a woman non-birder agreed to go on her honeymoon to a remote Alaskan island and gets attacked by birds as she holds her gut-soaked $250 scarf, angrily attempting to clean it outside. Wilson exclaims to his fellow onlooking birders, "Hitchcockian."

But the lack of humor is probably what makes this Hallmark-like classic tick. The three stars, attempting to see or hear the most birds in a calendar year in order to be named something called "The Big Year" champ, have heartwarming backstories. The premise seems ludicrous early in the movie, but by the end, it would take a hard cynic to not appreciate the passion they each have for their birding hobby.

That said, we must be a nation of hard cynics because The Big Year, despite its mega star power, pulled in a fraction at the box office of its cost to produce. It is by no means a bad movie. It's more like an indie with big stars and big expectations. If it were simply an indie, it would probably have been really highly praised.

*** out of ***** stars