Here I am sitting in a cafe overlooking the Danube in a small town north of Budapest… We're surrounded by Serbs, Hungarians and a nice fellow from Uzbekistan… We're all hold outs from the lunch rush, drinking honey palinka and slowing getting to know each other… When I lived in Australia, I had a house near the university and would take in students from all over the world, China, Germany, Greece, Japan, Korea, Somalia… And the only thing we all had in common, besides being human, was english… The fellow from Uzbekistan couldn't speak a word of Hungarian. The hungarian he has been collaborating with for years on a business project couldn't speak either russian or what ever the Uzbekistan's native tongue was… So again their common language was english. My wife and I used to sit around the dining room table in house house in Australia doing puzzles with the various students and our only thing in common was english…
We are so fortunate in the english speaking world, or probably should be grateful for the power exerted by the economic might of the US (And I mean that in a very nice way), that the single most learned language in the world is english. But it's a double edged sword, because I meet so many people from all sorts of origins that have 3, 4, 5!, and 6! languages… And I only have one, and a few words of gibberish at that. I should be so proud that I can say cya later in 10 different languages, whoopty friggin doo!
I love being the fly on the wall where people are meeting together. To watch the dynamics taking place as people feel each outer out and the only way to communicate is with hand gestures and english - it's absolutely fascinating to watch. If nothing else it motivates me to be not so ignorant and learn other languages.