On Saturday night, Stephanie and I sat at a table full of Thai engineers (and one who was Japanese.) We talked about the stuff you usually talk about with Thai engineers, and I taught them the hottest dances from America: the Itsy Bitsy Spider and the Macarena. They were very receptive and gave me some new moves for a real cultural exchange.
I was impressed that they also remembered my name when I encountered them again later that night. And a little ashamed, because I remembered none of theirs.