This, in my infinitesimally limited experience, is the most annoying (but then, alternately, awesome) thing about Brazil:

Muita areia para o caminhãozinho

Too much sand for the little truck.

And more specifically:

Ela é muita areia para o caminhãozinho dele

She is too much sand for his little truck.

Explain:

This country (or maybe just BH) if full of beautiful, charming, brilliant women who waste their days with clunky, dopey, moderately attractive men. I am hopelessly unreliable when it comes to analyzing these women. I am smitten by the Mineras. I know this. I had my first complete conversation in Portuguese last night (it felt really good) with a dude named Freddo. He said to me, “Do you love BH or do you love the Mineras?” Yeah.

Here’s to hoping I have a big enough truck.