Everyday
I receive self-help emails of all kinds. The online community
always has a beautiful sentence to brighten up our days, or
an inspiring photo to remind us the greatness of the universe,
or even threatening chain messages to make our blood literally
freeze inside our veins. At first sight, I delete the scary
message and breath in relief. However, sometimes some really
nice messages come up and make me rethink about the sameness
of routine.
Since I work
at nights, I have free afternoons to do whatever I want. The
problem with this “free” is, I always end up doing
so many other things that with time, becomes tiresome: dentist
appointments, hair salon days, massages, workouts, dermatologist,
well, all the needs of a modern, over-forty woman!
Opening my correspondence
(nothing more chic than new habits with old names) early in
the morning, I face one of these nice emails, saying something
in the lines of “running away from daily obligations
and adventure yourself in simple but very fun things”.
With this idea in mind, I answered a friend’s phone
call. She invited me to spend the afternoon in Downtown Rio,
more precisely at the area known as “Sahara”.
I immediately accepted and happily left behind the idea of
sweating while running on a threadmill.
This small area
between the streets of Downtown has a world of products and
services. Entering "Casa Pedro" and breathing all
of the aromas, spices, and browsing by miles of fabrics, or
visting Casa Turuna with the myriad of costumes, give to any
visitor the sensation of being in a world apart.
The day was just
beautiful and the climate really “desert-like”,
as it was about 35 degrees Celsius, in mid-October. This little
detail lent us the idea of sitting in an Arabic restaurant,
the “Cedro do Libano” to drink a tasteful lime
caipirinha that would rid us from the heat. Right after entering
I picked a good table near the door, loving the atmosphere
of this simple place, when I was instigated by an announcement
hung in the place: “The Earth has 5 oceans, 7 seas,
6 continents and 509 km². With all this space in the
world, do you need to smoke here?”
Since my friend
is a heavy smoker, the kind that buys the cigarette with the
Surgeon’s General advice turned the other way to be
guilt-free, I decided to leave. We were leaving when waiter
stopped us, and for my surprise, he advised the ashes should
be dropped in the floor – maybe an usual thing in that
part of the city!
Already very
relaxed and still driking caipirinha, we ordered food and
decided to enjoy every second of that fabulous lunch.
Aunt Beatriz
(God bless her soul) always told me that going shopping after
driking alcohol was a very bad deal. She was totally right!
I was invaded with an undescribable sudden change of personality
that transformed me into a Brazilian Cristina Onassis capable
of buying everything I touched. Thanks to Elisa (my previously
incignita friend), who brought reason back to me with a simple
and efficient sentence:
- What happened,
pal? Are you crazy? You don’t need four floor mats,
do you?
While I planned
a sensational change of floor mats by the season, what certainly
would cause “frisson” in my neighborhood, what
she said made me get back to my senses in the name of truth
and my pocket!
A good friend
is the greatest treasure we have, and also a very good help
when we need to fall back into reality.
The caipirinha
effect was already going away, and so were we. We were happy
with life and with all of the cheap buys that we made during
the afternoon, maybe more than half just junk.
It was a fabulous
day. I sincerely believe, one of the advantages of being a
woman is to make a few hours of shopping, lunch and good laugh
into the best of therapies.
Going back home
and passing through the avenue around the Guanabara Bay, protected
by the Sugar Loaf, I once again had the assurance that living
in Rio is absolutely divine.
Celina
Penteado is a Brazilian publicist and journalist.
She currently works for the celebrated Brazilian chef José
Hugo Celidônio. Her passions in life include gastronomy,
wines, and traveling... the art of living well. After living
in Europe for many years, she returned to Rio de Janeiro,
the place she considers the best in the world to live...Well!