the gringo girl with attitude...

I arrive at Vitoria bus station and find the taxi rank.  picture the scene, a small bus station, my coach pulled in briefly and has already left, not another one to be seen, but yet ten taxi drivers, sitting around having a natter...

so I give the group of gossiping men my friend's address and the one they describe as the "fat one", drives me.  her road looks lovely, very safe and homely. but knowing that I have some time to kill before they catch up with me on the road from Belo Horizonte, I ask "the fate one" to take me to a pizzeria, somewhere near the beach would be nice, I tell him.

I am very much enjoying my stilted conversation with my waiter, my guarana and my dictionary and am just tucking into my pizza when, bizaarly I hear my name.  I turn around and see a smiling woman with relief in her eyes, her two young daughters behind her.

I soon realise that this is Adela's sister in law.  she kindly went to the bus station to collect me, when I wasn't there, she panicked and asked the taxi drivers if they had seen a girl with short blonde hair?

the taxi drives, realising they could help said "you mean the gringo girl with attitude?".

I am told that his translates in a positive way in Portuguese, at least I hope so...