Feira dos Importados

Brasilia has a market called Feira dos Importados. It's a market with row after row of stalls and booths, selling everything from cell phone accessories, purses, and exercise clothes to toys, and office supplies. It's a market of imported goods, and since we live in the 21st Century, most of it is imported from China. Many of the shop owners have emigrated from China, too, so it was bizarre, walking from shop to shop of a market that could have been lifted directly from ANY Chinese city, with Chinese shop owners and even bundled up babies with their buzzed hair. But everyone was speaking Portuguese! Even the Chinese people! Even me!!
Actually, I finally found a wallet I wanted to buy, and I talked to the lady in Chinese after I heard her talking to someone else. It was so nice to actually communicate with someone for once, and feel competent doing so!
I got the wallet and also a couple of Brazilian exercise outfits.
Don't laugh. You know you want to work out in butterfly leggings, too.
Seriously, though, Brazilians dress very fashionably. When people go out to anything, they look amazing, with fancy clothes, perfect hair, and usually 6" high heels. I always feel like a frump. But when I take Penny to school in the mornings, I think half the moms are dropping their kids off on the way to the gym, and they're all dudded up and ready to work out. And man, there are some bright prints, tight spandex, and crazy-high socks. It's kind of hilarious, but it's just the kind of hilarious that I admire enough to join.
So Naomi helped me choose some butterfly-print leggings, and the lady in the store directed me to a blue shirt to match. I'm excited for my next Zumba class....