Icecreams and nail polish

I find myself intimidated by random things here in Chile. There is the possibility that I could end up avoiding certain things the whole time I'm here - like asking for help in bookshops back home. But because I don't want to be that sort of person, I've been gently pushing myself to step (even further) out of my comfort zone each week. In the last couple of weeks I have:

• purchased a coupon to pay for an icecream (I didn't know how this system worked and you can't point to what you want);
• bought nail polish from a street stall (I've been scared of publicly stuffing up my money);
• tried a biscuity thing (I didn't know what it was);
• ate at a new restaurant (where I didn't understand the menu or the etiquette); 
• stopped and said a quick word to beggars and given them something to eat (I'm a bit scared of beggars).