Noting the hypocrisy I looked at trainers, but came to the conclusion that they're just too damn expensive here. One semi-decent pair were £110 (not helped by the exchange rate, which has been less than brilliant over the last 2-3 years) and I'm sure they'd be unlikely to push £50 in the UK. So I'm going to save my trainer buying exploits until I get back to the UK. Curiously my best pair of Adidas trainers, the only pair I brought with me, seem to be too small. Did my feet grow? Although the more likely explanation is that they put on weight.
I had dinner at Burger King, and Lu continued to sate her desire for Brazilian food at one of the "por kilo" restaurants. I don't know what it is about the Brazilian Burger King, but their burgers taste even better than the UK, and are heavenly (for me at least).
We met some of Lu's friends there, and they were a lovely couple with a cute son who is just a little older than Amélie.
I left with a strong desire to not visit any more shopping centres during this "holiday".
Amélie didn't go to sleep until around 10pm local time, and was up at 5am this morning. She seemed very much awake, but after some grumpy playing for 5 minutes she asked for a feed, and has gone back to sleep. Inevitably her daily schedule is going to be all over the place. I feel bad for putting her (a) through the plane trip and (b) the minor jet lag.
No plans for the bulk of today, but as mentioned yesterday we're off to the awesome Margherita pizzeria tonight for dinner with some of Lu's university friends. This will no doubt mean lots more polite-head-nodding and zero-conversation-involvement from me, but c'est la vie.