Things I've learnt in Shanghai: A smile is universal and can be understood in any language. People are people no matter where they're from. We all get angry. We all need to survive and make end's meet. We all need love. People stared at me a lot in China because I'm so different to them. But the moment I would smile at this staring person they would either A) just blankly stare back (because weird Western person on train) or B) THEY WOULD SMILE BACK. Some of them even started a full on Chinese conversation which I obviously never understood. I just replied; "Mayo Chinese" (which means "No Chinese" and smile like a sheep at them. But the point I'm trying to make is- language is convenient, but not compulsory when it comes to loving others.