It boils down to the literature and culture for me. Of course, I love trying to speak in the languages that I’m constantly learning. Yet the pleasure of reading in those languages is divine.
On a long visit to South Korea in 2013, I met a group of approximately seven high school girls while visiting an old folk village. They saw me and rushed in to practice their English. “Hello! How are you? Where are you from? Why are you here? How long are you here? Why here? Is this your husband? How old are you? etc.” It was fine with me. It was a lot of fun. I engaged them all. After about ten minutes or so, they all switched to Korean. That was when they helped me out in my poorly spoken Korean. It was so much fun meeting and chatting with those young ladies.
When I would take a stroll through the parks, and on my daily morning routing of exercising in the park, many senior citizens would come up to me and speak in Korean. One older man even showed me how to massage my back on a tree. (Yes, I’m a tree hugger.) In restaurants, at temples, I had to rely on the little Korean that I knew at the time. Also, in those ‘mom and pop’ stores, no one spoke English. I had a great time being taught how to count my change in Korean, and getting free candy or fruit as a gesture of thanks!
My husband and I rented a car. We drove to so many places. I was not in the least bit invited to speak in English. Trying to speak in a language that you are not fluent in is physically exhausting. However tiring, it is a cool experience. I had a nice time struggling.
Not everyone is learning, or cares to learn, English. I stayed in Suncheon. No one spoke in English, except those wonderful teenagers, to or with me. I think that if you go outside of the popular tourist haunts, you will truly have to sink, or swim in the foreign language.
Personally, I don’t mind if people want to speak in English. It can be a way to get relatively close to the person and their native language. You have to welcome it, you have to share. In the country of your choice, you may talk in English in some situations, but eventually, you will have a chance to speak in their native tongue. Sooner or later they tire out. Sooner or later, you will tire out. Speaking in a foreign language is awesome, but physically taxing.
When I go to Europe in a couple of years, I will welcome all and sundry to practice their English with me. I really don’t care. Why would I, I love my native tongue! I won’t use tricks to avoid it. It simply does not matter to me. I will deal with the situation however it presents itself because I know that I will get the chance to speak in French, in Italian, and in Spanish when the opportunity presents itself.
Ultimately, people love speaking in their native tongue. It is a safe, comfortable, and beautiful place. But just when you least expect it, you will have to speak in the language of the country you are visiting, working, etc.
Nobody owes you anything because you studied hard; nobody has to cater to your hard won language skills. Just go with the flow and you will experience heaven in all facets of your journey.
Edit: correction —> *massage 