Gacinto and his wife Karin had just sold their house and we managed to be quite coincidentally at the party to mark the occasion. Actually the party was hosted by the couple who had bought it.
He is Spanish/French and speaks little English, which, given the dirth of languages other than English in our repertoire meant conversation between us was lively and full of laughs during a very very long night.
He's a bit of alright on the guitar, and there wasn't a sad song sung all night.
This photo was taken at about 8:15 on a brilliant Orleans summer evening, with light that seems at first glance a lot like home, but look again!