"What we play is life."
Landing in the Louis Armstrong Airport (MSY)
We arrived home from our trip to New Orleans and other southern LA parts. I decided to tell Maggie some bedtime tails from Cajun land. It all started from the first landing in the Louis Armstrong Airport. Everything was bold and musically vibrant in color. The life size statue of Louis Armstrong prominently stood in front of the mural painting of all the jazz greats. I shared with Maggie that when we walked outside into the humidity that was the first shock we had. It was so hot and muggy at night for us Californians use to things cooling off at night. Maggie might find it hot too since she likes our cool morning walks, but Maggie insisted she likes trying new things. OK, maybe next time girl.... Anyway, we left the airport to go to the French Quarter. Here the music was played everywhere in the streets both night and day. They have the famous jazz establishments, but what struck me most was music from the street musicians. They were so good that I questioned if the music was from a recording. No, it's not-it's live. Incredible talent scattered over many streets. All amazing. We heard a song from Porgy & Bess playing. The hot muggy night seemed perfectly fit. Musical tails floating in the air telling of everyone's lives. Maggie loves all that jazz. It is what she wakes up to. It's what we went to bed to in the French Quarter. Love N'awlins. Night Maggie.
French Quarter-Jackson Square musicians
Bedtime for Maggie
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