So I put on my big girl panties and ventured out to get a pedicure… I know priorities right?! Anyway I was excited because when I asked the day before the price in my broken Portuguese (actually with the help of someone who spoke English) I was told it was 25 Reais which is roughly $11 USD! Definitely fit my frugal criteria! So armed with the portuguese word for Pedicure — lol — which is Pedicure, I also quickly learned toes — dedos dos pés — to make sure there was no confusion! (You know in case my pantomime of painting on my toes was insufficient which I have learned already that someone needs to teach the Portuguese some Charades!!) So I walked confidently into the store and was promptly pantomiming my painting of toes because I had already forgotten the words for toes and then she pointed to her book (so they do understand pantomime?!) and said — I assume — to come back at 14:30 to which I said the only word I know how to say in Portuguese – Obrigada — “Thank you” and left…. now I had 45 minutes to kill so I walked to the Mall and window shopped because I quickly have learned if I actually walk into the stores, I am bombarded with Portuguese and my standard phrase of “não fala Portuguese” (I do not speak Portuguese) was getting old already…. After wishing I could actually speak a sentence or two and at least get a pretzel (yup Annie’s pretzels is here in Brazil!) I meandered back to the nail salon, passing two street musicians and a fruit vendor and again cursing myself that I must learn more words because those plums looked damn good… But back to the real important matter, my pedicure! I went in, picked a color (all standard operations in my book) but then to my dismay I had to put my feet on the girl’s lap and really all my “pedicure” entailed was a polish change — sigh!!! Guess you get what you paid for; I needed a polish change anyway and for 25 Reais I not only got that but a little more confidence and a much needed kick in the butt to log onto that Rosetta Stone…..