It's never ceased to amaze me how frequently I'll be stopped and asked questions here. I'm not sure if I seem knowledgeable, or non-threatening, or if it's because I stand out as a foreigner and people are curious to hear how I'll reply. (It happened all the time in Moscow too, so it's not just because I'm now walking around with a baby in a stroller.)
This picture was floating around Facebook the other day, and I couldn't help but laugh. Some days, this is exactly how I feel:
I wish I had the same ability to communicate in Czech as I could in Russian.