I have discovered that the Cajun language makes no sense. Apparently one can choose how to pronounce their last name, whether it makes sense or not, and that is "Cajun prerogative." For example, the last name Leger, which to me would be pronounced 'ledge-r' is pronounced lay-jay... REALLY!? And then I get laughed at for saying Ledger... ok, whatever. Also the word ask=axe here, which still and forever will make no sense to me since literally only ONE letter is the same. It is like saying ask and ate are the same word. Clearly they are not, but I digress...
I did, however, learn a little about Cajun history. Apparently Cajuns are descendants of Acadian exiles. Where the heck is Acadia you ask? Well, don't fret, I wikipedia-ed it and apparently Acadia is now a part of the Canadian Maritimes (didn't know what this was either, but whatever it's part of French-speaking Canada). So basically the area of Louisiana I live in is like the Australia of the United States. Yes, I used to think Cajuns were from France, but in fact they are Canadian... but also Southern Louisiana was occupied by French settlers during the 18th century. History can be F-U-N!
Today my roommate and I came to New Orleans. I haven't been here since 2008, so I am really excited to hang out here this weekend. I am sure I will have plenty of things to write about during the weekend. As most of you know, there is a big football game this weekend (LSU(no.1) vs. Alabama(no.2)). I promised my co-workers I would wear purple and gold, so in the spirit of my Cajun friends, GEAUX TIGERS!!!
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