Masks and Music – (New Orleans, LA)

Entering New Orleans reminded us yet again that this country still has a ways to go; that there is room for improvement in infrastructure, planning, and social welfare. Boarded-up houses, over-run yards, and flood damage are still easily visible driving in, around and out of the city, and the quality of neighborhoods change rapidly as you walk from high society to run-down and abandoned.

Despite this, the French Quarter, home of the famous Bourbon Street, appeared to be in full force, in all its provocative, glowing, drunken, cacophonous glory. The energy, even during the mid afternoon calm, was palpable. It also didn’t hurt that we arrived on Halloween weekend.

Natalie and I decided to get in the mood, so we grabbed some masks, a beer from a beer-2-go kiosk on the side of the road, and proceeded to wander the town.

Beer in the Street?

Music flowed through the streets, seemingly spontaneous, yet refined and professional.

 That night, we walked Bourbon Street again. The darkness provided the space for thong-clad faux traffic cops, that spanked passerby’s for not tipping, and costumed bearded ladies with feather headdresses and stilettos.


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