Buskers July 26, 2006Posted by Amanda in Travel Diary.
It is amazing how buskers reflect the city you are in. I remember the first time we rode the Metro in Paris and there was a busker playing a piano accordian. It was like a scene from a movie.
In New York, the buskers were just as fitting. The first ones we saw were a barber shop quartet. But the really impressive one was a man who looked homeless but had a fabulous jazz voice and was captivating.