Part 2–Where is Wilford Brimley when you need him?

Shanghai’s pharmacies in the mall are just not real. They sell OTC stuff with staff that is dressed up like nurses. Interesting. This is an easy one – how to communicate in sign language the need to find something to help itching. The pseudo-nurse got it! One point for me! I have purchased some kind of anti-itch “paste” – I have no idea what else is in it. With confidence, I go for the next item on my list – Dooo yoooo haaavveeee ooooaattttmeeaalll baaatthhhh? Trying to do my best charades impression of someone taking a bath and pouring stuff into the bath – yeah, I know, I shouldn’t have even tried it. I even laughed out loud at my attempt.

On to the Carrefor supermarket (a la SuperTarget) down the street from the hotel. Since this is a French owned company, Will and I have actually run into this French dude working at the store (he’s in the wine section – go figure). I’ve already gone to the cereal section and don’t see anything with the Quaker guy on it. I ask him – Do you sell oatmeal of any kind here? He ponders and says – no, no I don’t think so (imagine the French accent here). I actually don’t believe him (y'all know I have trust issues). I mean, where is Wilford Brimley when you need him – he’s trustworthy – he’d know where to find my oatmeal. How can you not trust a guy that sells Quaker Oats and tells you the importance of checking your blood sugar on those Liberty Mutual commercials? So I go off to find at least the “grains” aisle. I find rice, but then again there is an entire aisle of just rice – surprised? (I didn't think so). I’m about to give up when out of the corner of my eye I spot Coco Crispies - Huh? Another cereal aisle? How is this store organized? Well, you know, long story long….I find the oatmeal, pay my cash and make it once again safely back to the hotel….