One funny memory I took back with me was the lady owner at the stand. She was always laughing and very friendly. But she would also get into full blown conversations with me... In Chinese! I'm sure my wife explained on several occasions that I didn't understand anything she uttered. But it didn't matter. She rattled on and on, with me just attempting to politely nod my head in compliance. How very sweet!

Hehehe I so understand that feeling. I am from the eastern part of mi country Nigeria where our primary language is IGBO. But right now I am in the western part of the country where they speak YORUBA. I dint understand Jack in Yoruba but when I go to buy stuffs most times, the vendors get to speak Yoruba to me and even when I try to tell them I don't understand yoruba in English, they smile and just continue speaking coz they don't even understand what I am saying either. It can be funny something's though.