tuba player, new orleans, louisiana. what a well-loved instrument. i went back a few days later, and he was jamming with a flute-playing friend in the same spot. they got the whole crowd of onlookers to sing you are my sunshine and amazing grace, and my love for nola grew three sizes that day.
french quarter architecture, new orleans, louisiana. royal street is lined with lots of shops and galleries for the tourists, but all i could pay attention to was the buildings themselves, especially above eye level. the building on the left has an example of the cast iron porches constructed through the late 1800s. the building on the right demonstrates the wrought iron that usually predated it.
front porch in the french quarter, new orleans, louisiana. i think i’d give my left arm to have one of these homes. and i’d sit on the porch with my flowers and mardi gras beads and painted brackets all day. houses in new orleans were taxed based on some silly things, one of which is the number of doors. as a result, many houses have these very tall windows on the first and second floor that you can walk in and out of.
accordion player, new orleans, louisiana. this city s a mecca for musicians, and i found this gentleman playing outside jackson square in the french quarter. in my last hour in nola, i made a point to just sit on the sidewalk and absorb the music coming from every direction.