Dinner was an interesting experience. I went out with a small group of about 4 people and we left around 7 p.m. to go find a place to eat for dinner. We wandered through the Plaza of Hercules until we decided to grab something to drink before dinner. We sat at a restaurant and looked at the menu. The waiter came over and we started to order our drinks in English and realized he spoke no English. I then had to communicate in Spanish our order and still at times there was a communication barrier between us. He spoke to fast or I was using words usually used in Latin American Spanish. He spoke a sentence really fast and I asked him to repeat himself. He left to go grab the drinks.
Later for dinner we went to a Tapas bar, Duo Tapas, that was recommended by the hotel. This was a little more friendlier to foreigners as a few of the waitresses spoke some English, enough where we could order or ask about dishes. This also seemed popular among locals who were out to eat around 9 p.m.
At this point I realized I understood Spanish but could not always effectively communicate back verbally more than a very simple sentence. I also realized that many of my classmates did not speak Spanish as they took other languages in high school. This was to be the first of many times we were going to order and communicate in Spanish that week. I hope some of my Spanish comes back. I learned in this encounter that some of the people do not have the patience to deal with our lack of knowledge of the language, as foreigners. To the customers around us it was obvious that we were foreigners with our use of English as our main language and how we dress and ate at the restaurant. The taught me that not all people are patient but they will try to help you as much as possible as a foreigner.