The Big Easy

The day began with a stroll around the City Park Sculpture Gardens admiring the amazing artworks and their pretty setting. There were lots of fantastic modern sculptures of all different styles, many nestled under gorgeous mossy spreading trees. Then, after relaxing with a cuppa tea for Georgie and a reasonable coffee for Rod, we shuffled around the art gallery soaking up the varied pieces on display.

Following that we indulged in some ‘wildlife spotting’ in Walmart, but were very disappointed in the normalcy of the customers we encountered. So we resigned ourselves to just concentrating on shopping.

We explored the the French Quarter and trickled Mary car slowly down the very famous Bourbon Street and many of the surrounding streets as well, watching the crowds and the goings-on, knowing then that we were truly in the ‘Big Easy’.

As the evening began we ubered back into the French Quarter again and visited Frenchmen Street to indulge in a crazy music venue crawl. Six different establishments with six different genres of music to enjoy, starting with a loud rock band whose vocalist’s voice was reminiscent of Joe Cocker, then on to some great traditional trumpet and vocals jazz just a couple of doors down. After that we found a brilliant band that really hit the spot with the harmonica howling out the blues, then next door the Washboard Chaz band played some fantastic acoustic jazz, much like the sounds of Captain Matchbox Whoopee Band. Then it was up to a loft to listen to more jazz with slide trombones and a saxophone, and finally on to another jazz band with tuba further up the street. Everything was just a few steps away from each other and they all were throbbing with great music. It was a blast!

We will definitely be doing that again! There were lots of venues on the other side of the street we never got to. Probably tonight we will return, searching for a female African American jazz singer, that one is on the bucket list.

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  1. Great you are hitting the best music scene! We were in N’Orleans in 1988 visiting some friends who live the other side of the bridge. Remember driving Andy’s Cadillac in and back as we came in for the French Food festival. I volunteered not to drink! We had the kids with us so didn’t go into town for the jazz unfortunately at night but enjoyed whatever daytime music we could find. Just Bob and Andy jamming at night!
    Enjoy

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