On Saturday of our vacation we went to New Orleans.
First we stopped by a house owned by some friends of our friends. They wanted to show me an authentic Acadian-style house. (It took me awhile to figure out that Acadian is the same thing as Cajun). It was such a neat house! They've filled it with antiques, and it's so authentic. The guy is an architect, and he also paints. He showed us one that someone offered him $2,000 for but he's not selling. He sells his prints for more than I could ever sell an original for.
Then we went on to New Orleans. We walked around Jackson Square, where street vendors were selling various things, and street entertainers were performing.
Some of the vendors had artwork hung on the fence for sale.
There were also a lot of fortune tellers. There is a lot of superstition and voodoo-type stuff in New Orleans. The entertainers were interesting. There were three different men we saw who were spray-painted in silver or bronze, and if you put money in their bucket they would entertain you. If you didn't, they wouldn't move--they'd be as still as a statue.
Our friends had warned us that the street entertainers expect to be paid, and that if you watch the show you should give them some money. They said they will often harass people who watch and then don't pay anything. We were walking along, and one man was making animal balloons. He had a couple in his back pocket, and as we passed by he grabbed out some and handed them to two of my kids. Of course you can't just take them out of your kids' hands and give them back, so we gave him a dollar and he made animal balloons for all the rest of the kids, too.
After that we went to the French Market. The kids wanted Mardi Gras masks, and we found them for $2.99 there. Every other shop had them for $9.99. We bought masks for the girls, a hat for Tim, and an alligator head for Jay.
There were also jazz bands playing in the French Market--and everywhere else, for that matter! We did not walk anywhere where we could not here the sound of jazz music playing.
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