Mardi Gras Indians

The driver said “Look, Indians!” and hit the brakes and jumped out of the car. Men thundered and yelled in towering plumes and capes.

Venice Jump Basin

What’s on those little fingers of land that spread below New Orleans? I head south on route 406, in search of colorful and quirky bayou scenery.

24 Hours in New Orleans

Cryptic markings spray-painted next to the front door of every house: a cross with dates, numbers, mysterious acronyms, and the surprisingly heartbreaking ‘two cats’ or ‘dog found’. . .