Cultural climb

At the corner of the Plaza D'Italia in the warehouse district of New Orleans, a shear wall and neatly restored bluish building serve as foothills for the Harrah's Hotel mountain a block away.
--steve buser

Plaza D'Italia, New Orleans, Louisiana

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Starry plaza

From high above, this is the plaza on the Canal Street side of Harrah's Casino. That isn't a statue in the middle --it's someone walking slowly across. Notice the shadows are stretching out across Canal Street and toward the French Quarter as the evening tones down the colors.

Canal Street, in early times was to have a canal running down it to connect Lake Pontchartrain to the Mississippi River. But, it ended up being a just a wide median. Or, in New Orleans parlance a "neutral ground." Actually,one could say it was THE "neutral ground." It separated the French Quarter from the cultures on the opposite side and acted as a natural and neutral barrier.
--steve buser

Harrahs Casino, New Orleans, Louisiana

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Night brights the lights

As night settles in, the lights take on a new brightness in downtown New Orleans. Like groomsmen surrounding a bridef (left to right The World Trade Center, the Hilton Hotel, the Crescent City Connection bridge, Harrah's Hotel and Loew's Hotel stand around Harrah's Casino (front) at the foot of Canal Street in New Orleans.

One interesting note about the Mississippi River here, which flows just out of site to the left -- for a few miles, from the Crescent City Connection, to just past the French Quarter, the river is flowing directly northward.

--steve buser

Harrah's Casino, New Orleans, Louisiana, Canal Street, Mississippi River

Snow way

"Way."
It's a strange snow storm that blows these days on Fulton Street near Harah's Casino in downtown New Orleans. It snows every hour on the hour. Part of the festive, holiday goings-on downtown -- my wife, Linda, and our son, Charlie, wince as the wet stuff floats down on them. The snow is shot from several machines. When we were there, the wind was carrying the white flakes quite a ways before they melted away. Of course there was the holiday music, Santa and his reindeer and a band belting out jazzy tunes to make it all the more merry.

-- steve buser


Lagniappe
As we march through time, technology by technology, we leave behind things that were once active and useful. We leave our past to the elements.
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