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Tag: Tourists

  • Quarter Notes

    The French Quarter. It’s a tourist destination within a tourist destination. Many people come to New Orleans and never leave it. That’s too bad because there’s plenty more to see and do. This isn’t about that. This is about scenes that I saw while I was roaming the Quarter’s streets. I’m not a big fan…

  • Home, Not Home

    Y es. I was taking you through my travels, but soon New Orleans will fade into my rambles. I’d like to say I have mixed emotions about leaving, but I don’t. The city is very broken. We are on pace to have the highest number of murders per capita. That means we’ll have around 350…

  • Carousel Bar

    This is the place. The Carousel Bar in The Hotel Monteleone. It’s not the usual picture. The usual picture is the one that shows the entire carousel and is usually photographed from one of the bar entrances. Everybody makes that picture. Even me. Mine lives in various photo agency files. It is rarely licensed because…

  • Plaster Angels

    Some days you eat the bear. Some days the bear eats you. Yesterday was one of those days when the bear won. After four years of battling colon cancer, an old friend of mine passed. We went to college together. We worked in newspapers for many years. I left them. He did too. Everybody does.…

  • Across the Bridge

    Once upon a time. In the fantastical land of Las Vegas, I stumbled upon this scene. It was late afternoon. It was at the Venetian Hotel and Casino. I saw a tour guide leading his folks up the bridge to the hotel. The light was low and wonderful. Not only were the people silhouetted, but…

  • In The French Quarter

    Yes. I know. The French Quarter is a major tourist attraction. So major, in fact, that many people who visit think they’ve seen all of New Orleans when they’ve only walked around the Quarter. Except on rare occasion, or when the weather is way too hot and humid like the months of August and September, the Quarter…

  • A Young Girls Eyes

    After I started thinking about it, I realized a pretty steady diet of photographing broken stuff was getting a little depressing. Not being one to wallow in that, I made a change. I realized that we hadn’t been to The French Quarter in quite a while. So, even though it was Saturday night, that’s where…

  • Tourist City

    Craziness? Did I just write that in the caption? The scene depicted in this picture is mild. This is Bourbon Street, where tourists come to play. You know how they say, “What happens in Las Vegas stays in Las Vegas.’ Yeah, well… Las Vegas has nothing on Bourbon Street. The funny thing is that many…

  • Sometimes I Get Busy. Too Busy.

    Sometime. Just when we are trying to get out-of-town and go work some place else for a few days, my email starts burning up. My text bell starts humming. My phone doesn’t ring. Nobody talks on the phone anymore. So. I had a bunch of client requests that had to be filled today. Couldn’t wait…