three boarding passes, two bus rides, three passport stamps, two taxi rides, a shower, a flooded bathroom, a shave and one thoroughly authentically taiwanese (hah! seriously) lunch later, I have discovered that the two people I have come here to train do not yet speak sufficient english for me to explain the software development concepts I have come here to teach.
The good news: Other people can translate.
Now, to dick around on the web and later go shopping for a Chairman Mao poster for my dad.
Update: With some translating help, we can ascertain that they do in fact have sufficient skills to understand the concepts I am trying to teach. Hoorah.