India, April 29 -- Never before have I landed in a city after a 16-hour nonstop flight and started humming immediately and packed in my heart the belief that it really is a wonderful world. No care for the sore feet and a bad back, not even for a broken suitcase, everything just seemed wonderful - trees of green, red roses, skies of blue and clouds of white. The bright blessed days, the dark secrets night and I said to myself what a wonderful world. New Orleans does pipe music into your heart. After all, jazz was born in the city; born from a rich mix of cultures in a single city, which combined West African and Caribbean sounds with European musical influences.

And it all starts at the airport named after the jazz legend Louis Armstrong...