| This is the entrance to the Cabildo. Inside is a Louisiana State Museum. |
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| They have an exhibit of photos of the aftermath of Katrina. There is also this piano owned by Fats Domino, which was destroyed when his house was flooded. He was sitting at this piano on the cover of his album Fats Domino 1980. |
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| This is a pretty important room in Louisiana history. The Sala Capitular was where the treaties that transferred the Louisiana Territory from Spain to France on November 30, 1803 and from France to the U.S. on December 20, 1803. It was also a courtroom under Spanish rule and later the Louisiana territory and state supreme court. Remember ol' Homer Plessy? This is where Plessy v. Ferguson was heard by the Louisiana Supreme Court. |
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| They may have Six Flags over Georgia, but there
were ten flags over Louisiana. From the far end: Castilla y León |
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| From nearest to farthest: United States of
America |
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| A bell and baritone. That would make a great
name for a pub. "Hey, where are you going?" "Down the Bell and Baritone for a quick pint." |
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| This is a portrait of Marie Laveau, the woman in the crypt in St. Louis #1 cemetery. |
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| Remember the photo of Antoine's? This is a reproduction of an old advertisement from 1878. |
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| The Presbytere is also a Louisiana State Museum. It currently holds an exhibit of the history of Mardi Gras. |
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| A reproduction of a Mardi Gras float. I believe that is Proteus. |
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| People do get dressed up at Mardi Gras. I think these jewels and outfit are from the Comus, the oldest active krewe in New Orleans. |
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| Some outfit, eh? It reminds me of the get-ups that the string bands wear in the Mummer's Parade in Philadelphia. |
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| The exhibit says that the black Zulu Social Aid and Pleasure Club ridiculed white pomposity by using white notions of black savagery, thereby reclaiming black stereotypes. They wear blackface and grass skirts. |
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| As you probably know, costumes are worn by all at Mardi Gras. Back in the day you could have gone to Maison Blanche and picked up one of these cool Disney costumes for only a dollar! |
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| P: I'm back. J: Did you enjoy your visit to the titty bar? P: Who wouldn't? J: Good point. Getting back to the picutres, Jackson Square has long been home to artists setting up their works to be sold and psychics and tarot card readers willing to tell the fortunes of idiots who believe that sort of thing. |
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| J: I wanted to hear some good street music
while in New Orleans, but there wasn't as much as I thought there might be.
Then again it was hotter than Hades and I don't think I would have wanted to
sit around sweating for too long anyway. These fellows were playing just
outside the Cabildo. P: That kid on second trumpet looks pretty young. J: He was. And the fellow on the sousaphone is kind of old. Click here to watch the boys play a little. |
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| J: Jesus Christ! P: Is that supposed to be funny? J: Well if you have to ask, I guess it wasn't. This statue is in a courtyard just behind St. Louis Cathedral. |
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| J: He lost his left thumb in Hurricane Katrina. I read somewhere that there is a legend that he lost his thumb flicking the hurricane away. |
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| J: From one religion to another. There are a
few voodoo shops in the French Quarter. This is one of them. P: What do they have in the shop? J: It smells of incense. The sell little charms and similar voodoo stuff. |
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| P: So what famous old building is this? J: I don't know if it is famous at all. It is clearly old, though. |
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| P: There is no traffic on the street. J: Nope. They block off some of the streets for pedestrians. This is such a stretch of Royal Street. Notice I am on the shady side of the street because it's hot! |
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| P: What is the significance of this flower? J: None. I just wanted to see how well my new camera did with close-up photos. P: It looks pretty. |
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| P: Alright then, what is the point of this
photo? J: Again, none. That is a Walgreens in the foreground. I've always liked faded painted advertisements on the sides of old buildings. This one on the back of the Lower Pontalba is for Tutt's Liver Pills. |
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| P: I hesitate to ask if there is a reason for
this one. J: Aha, but there is. It's The Alpine, the restaurant where I ate dinner. I had eggplant sticks as an appetizer and a delicious redfish ettouffee. They also have bread from the best bakery in New Orleans, the Leidenheimer Baking Company. I guess Leidenheimer is to New Orleans what Amoroso is to Philadelphia. |
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| J: This is the little house across Barracks Street from the hotel. |
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