Sunday in French Quarter

posted Jul 15, 2018, 2:44 PM by Quoc-Anh Vuong
The rain! It comes down and vanished as quickly as it showed up. Heavy droplets and and pouring. The music is everywhere you walk. Jazz 12-bar blues bass line you can hear at every block. The French Market on Decateaur is bustling, tourists, selling from plastic alligators to alligator on a stick, from New Orleans hand fans to voodoo dolls. We stopped at the French Market just in time to escaped the rain, and listened to band playing Autumn Leaves, knocking down 150 proof rum Hurricane drink, sampling Po Boys and the creole shrimp. The heat, the humidity make the rain more appealing, and ... brought back the memory of the rain in Vietnam

There was a NY 3 piece band playing right outside of Cafe Du Monde, and we sat listened to them while sample the Beignets and Chicory Coffee. The band played covered songs in easy listening fusion jazz, make you want to sit there forever. We walked through the water way, and cut through the French Quarter, tried to find Doreen at St. Anne and Royal, but she already left for the day; it was 3pm and after the Hurricane & Louisianna Lemonade, we were all in favor of walking back to the hotel to chill out a bit before heading out for dinner.

The gas lamp, the iron works balcony, the arch doors, the hundreds years old Magnolia trees in Jackson Square park, this is a scene that you can't duplicate anywhere in the world.