I used to go to Quebec province a lot on vacation. Intending to show respect for the language and culture, I made an effort to improve my long dormant study of French. About two words out of my mouth it would become apparent that French was not my first language. But the effort was appreciated by the locals, even though their ears were probably hurting from listening to me.
It was kind of fun to razz the locals in their own language. At camp one time my uncles and I spotted one of the camp workers dunking her mop in the lake. The temptation was just too great and I called out, "Hey, nous bouisson cette eau [We drink that water]." She laughed and walked away so I'm pretty sure she understood me.