arthaey wrote:In Mexico, the street vendors are plentiful and pushy compared to in the US. Like Iversen, I generally just say "no, gracias" and shake my head and ignore them, and this tends to work just fine.
But once, I was at Chichen-Itza (a very famous archeological site in the Yucatan) and this one vendor would not let it go. He proceeded to asked me if I spoke Spanish, English, German, French, Portuguese, Greek... When he got to Mayan, I actually laughed out loud and finally told him (in Spanish) that I was very sorry but I wasn't interested.
Mayan. Hehe. Still amuses me now, thinking about it; I'm pretty damn white even with my Yucatan tan. Ain't nobody honestly mistaking me for someone of Mayan descent.
That is interesting! Did that mean he would have conversed with you in any of those languages? I guess if you want to learn lots of languages, the answer is to be a street vendor.