About la Goyave
What exactly is la Goyave, I hear you ask. As most of my francophone readers probably know, ‘goyave‘ is French for guava, a small, juicy tropical fruit that happens to come in a mind-boggling variety of shapes and colors. Just like the posts in this blog which, although in its very early stages as I am writing this, seems to have no real focus or central theme other than my occasional ramblings on life and being an expat in Montreal.
So since this is going to be exclusively about me, here’s an undeniable fact to get us started: I’m a geek. And a pretty tough one it seems, since even living with my girlfriend hasn’t deterred me from cluttering the living room and kitchen with various ugly-looking, noise-making, linux-running recycled computers, each of them named after a (French word for a) tropical fruit. This has been an ongoing tradition for me, and I honestly no longer have any idea how it’s started. Anyway, we currently have Carambole holding mission-critical data such as legally-ripped-from-my-CD-collection-or-otherwise-acquired mp3s and other media files, Citron serving ‘em up to the living room stereo, Lychee the brave firewall protecting the whole network from evil, low-vitamin high-carb attackers, and, you guessed it, our very own Goyave serving this very website as we speak. I won’t dwell on hardware details or other geeky considerations — suffice it to say 10-years old Goyave would deserve a post of its own. One day, maybe.
With the name question out of the way, I feel it’s now my duty to prove to you, cher lecteur, that I actually have a life. And one I happen to like quite a lot these days — Montreal is a pretty cool place (yeah, pun intended. Ha ha.)
Now let’s see if I can put some words and a couple of shots on all that.