The rain continued, relentlessly, so we had no choice but to ditch the zoo plans and head to the Q, better known as The French Quarter. It was the weirdest day ever. Let's see, I was first approached by a very inebriated man who got right in front of my face gesturing the peace sign. Every turn of my head to avoid him was met with him doing the same. That was pretty unnerving. I finally got away from him which took a few exhausting minutes. Several times throughout the day he turned up doing the same thing to other people. More unsettling things happened, but I'll just leave it there.
|A break in the rain. A lovely woman is focused on a book or her phone.|
|Here is Mr. Peace Sign harassing another passerby.|
|And here he is again, flashing the peace sign to another girl.|
I loved the faces of the onlookers. I see anger, amusement, fear & caution
on all four faces.
|Lots of colorful umbrellas.|
|This precious little girl watching all the shenanigans|
in Jackson Square.