It was surprisingly, pretty much smack dab in the center of the old city, and despite being mixed in with Thai, Indonesian, and Sushi restaurants, had a few passable chinese BBQ restaurants as well as a surprisingly well stocked supermarket, meaning that I now have chinese cooking wine, soy sauce, fried dace and korean aloe drink.
As a constant reminder of my inadequacy with language here in Europe, people in Chinatown seemed to be able to speak Cantonese, Mandarin, Indonesian (?), English and Dutch. At least I learned how to say 'alsjeblieft', I'll call that a moral victory.
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