Last night ran late, so i didn’t have the energy to blog when I finally got home. The night started with a drive–yes, a drive–down to the Lower Ninth for a housewarming party. Continue reading
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Cops On Horseback on Decatur
Tonight Jack and I rode down to the Treme for dinner with friends. The Quarter is so quiet now that Essence Fest is over. It’s funny how Bourbon always seems to put on the same show, whether anyone’s there to see it or not. Continue reading
Matching T-Shirts at Jackson Square
I got a text from S. this morning asking if anybody wanted to get a bagel or beignets. She had me at beignets. I hopped on Rhoda and sped down to the Quarter to Cafe du Monde, listening to that sort of music that makes you feel like it ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive. Continue reading
Jackson Square Crowds at French Quarter Fest
The weather reports promised thunderstorms today, but the sun was out, and despite a late night, I was up for another bike ride. I rode down to the Quarter to see the crowds out for French Quarter Fest and hear a bit of music. I, like lots of folks, can’t really afford Jazz Fest, so I really appreciate this free party. I snapped this picture of the many people crowding in to Jackson Square, with the church and the Cabildo in the background. Isn’t it beautiful? Continue reading
Cops on Bourbon Street
I’m on spring break right now, and I keep expecting everyone else to be on spring break. I know lots of college kids make New Orleans their spring break destination, so I also keep expecting to see Bourbon Street overflowing with them, even though it’s a Tuesday. I mean, I was up for a nighttime bike ride down to the Quarter, and I’m definitely getting too old for such things. Continue reading
From Tramps to Kings at the Presbytere
Today was just plain beautiful, so after work I decided to be a tourist and rode my bike down to the French Quarter to check out a museum and then enjoy beignets and coffee–delicious, sugary goodness. I decided to go to the Presbytere to see their new exhibit, “From Tramps to Kings: 100 Years of Zulu.” I’d heard great things about the exhibit, and those rave reviews were right. Continue reading
Throwing Beads at the Royal Sonesta Hotel
I didn’t have any Friday night plans, so I decided to just hop on my bike and ride around and see what happened. I headed down to Bourbon Street, where something is always happening. Continue reading
Sugar Bowl Fans on Canal
That was far too much time away from my bicycle. That said, I had a lovely holiday season visiting friends and family. It even included some trips to some bike shops and some fantasy shopping for touring bikes–if only I were rich! Continue reading
Halloween Decorations at Octavia and Annunciation
I had the day off today and spent part of it tooling around town on the bike before settling in to get some work done. It’s mid-October here, so that means it’s time for Halloween. I have lived lots of places, but never one where so many put so much into decking out their houses for this particular holiday. Continue reading
Vacuum Cleaner on Decatur
It is a windy night as the outer bands of Ike run through New Orleans. My thoughts are with folks in Galveston and Houston and all along the Texas Gulf coast. I didn’t watch CNN during Gustav, but find myself riveted now that the the storm is not putting me in direct danger; it’s as if I can finally bear to look now that I’ve got a little distance. B Continue reading
What I Saw Riding My Bike Around Today 