First Day in Spain

My first conversation with someone who did not speak any English was with a little old man. I was walking around the streets of Olula del Rio when I met an old man and his wife on the way back from the grocery store. They stopped to talk to me. I could barely understand a word they said. However with patience and many "repite, por favors" we managed to hold a nice conversation. Later, of course, this caused me to question my decision to live in Spain for two months while completing an internship with the company Cosentino. In the U.S. I am considered advanced in my knowledge of the Spanish language but this interaction left me feeling like maybe I wasn't as good as I thought I was. However, as I was contemplating this thought, I found an heladeria and soon forgot my worries in the joys of Spanish ice cream.