Ole, ole, ole, Ubuntu boleh!
As Patrice Riemens would say… and that really means “Ole, ole, ole, Ubuntu boleh!” (boleh, means can, in Malay/Indonesian) While there was Fedora Core 3 lying around, we loaded most of the labs with Ubuntu 4.10 Warty Warthog, and I’d like to give a big round of love to the Ubuntu team. They did a splendid job, and the faults that we did encounter looks like it got fixed in updates; we never did get to get them, since the Internet link has been horrible, but here’s my experience with training a bunch of Windows users for about eight days, on Ubuntu’s Warty; the quick summary of this is definitely that I can’t wait to see Hoary. And the one-CD install is a definite winner.
That was a saved post, since leaving Bangalore that I never got around to finishing. The folk at Asia Source, loved Ubuntu. And I spent the whole of last week at Ubuntu Down Under, in Sydney. And I love what Canonical is doing to make Ubuntu oh so totally, rad. While not a conference, more like a public company meeting, the rendezvous really seemed to me like a Canonical Powwow. I served as the Spec Editor, which meant I read some 180-odd specifications for the next 6 months that should be achieved. If things sounded like crack, they got sent back, otherwise they went on to get approved.
It was a fun week, all in. The hotel was great, food was yummy, and I got to talk to Mark quite a few times (really down to earth man!). Met a whole bunch of (ex-)Debian devels, lots of Ubuntu heads, seeing how their community has really taken off, and so on. Saturday proved to be fun, ended up going to Sydney’s Chinatown to get some Chinese herbal things for S., then that evening, they took us out – we got to see The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, and had a really, really nice dinner. A few of us ended up to go party later – sabdfl, mdz, and a few others… the idea was to party the night away, and get on our early 6am flights. Thanks for all the cider!
JaneW convinves a DJ that he wants Ubuntu
I was fine till we hit a gay club, and someone cupped my bottom…. and smiled. Urgh. Went back to the hotel, showered, met Mark and the gang again to get a cab to the airport. And Krispy Kreme’s! Taxi driver was amazed that a whole bunch of them got on a private jet, and I ended up parting with my Ubuntu Hoary CD as this guy had even used a Knoppix LiveCD before (and couldn’t get over the amazement of a private jet). So no to Rob Weir, who’s been trying to convert me – I gave my CD away to the cab driver ;-)
self-explanatory right?
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