... so just some anecdotes.
*Last summer's 3/C cruise, DS texted me in Tagalog. Ok, what's going on? He informed me that Sailors from USS Daniel Inouye were teaching him. He speaks Russian and Chinese. I oftened score a 2/2 on Tagalog and could not crack those deep poems from the 19th Century.
(In response to a deleted post about balut).
*Balut. It's an acquired taste. If I'm in a specific geographic area, I eat balut with puso (steamed
rice wrapped in coconut leaves) and San Miguel or coke. My team rotates in Camp Magsaysay, Manila, Philippines. At around 1430-1500, there's a fellow who walks around and selling balut, "balut... balut... balut." The first week amid heat, dust, and sweat; the team was willing to eat anything. But was terrified of Balut. The second week, with San Miguel, they at least tasted it. By the third week, the team was snacking on balut and beer.