Category: Paraguay 2014

Asunción to Montevideo

Bus from Asunción to Montevideo – The Seven P’s of Life.

Prior Proper Planning Prevents Piss Poor Performance. – (A proverb I got from an older black man in New York in 2004.) – I have done no research on this trip to Uruguay, and realised on the bus itself that we booked that we will be doing a lot of unnecessary backtracking because I did not take 40 minutes to look at the future of our plans and just booked a ticket from Asunción to Montevideo…  I am pissed off...

Asunción: Cold Starve Works, But Wow it Sucks

Asunción: Cold Starve Works, But Wow it Sucks

Asunción: Cold Starve Works, But Wow it Sucks. March 28. When you do not drink liquid or eat food for 30 hours it really does terrible things to you.  I could not sleep very well at all.  I had been tossing and turning and I am sure everyone in the dorm stayed awake because of my mental battle to kill a cold with a Cold Starve.  I was so thirsty, and my stomach ached.  I actually peed in the middle...

Sickness in Asunción

Sickness in Asunción

Sickness in Asunción. March 27. I slept restlessly all night and did not get out of bed until noon.  I wanted the rest to heal.  My body has been trying to be sick since I was in London in early January, but I have been combating it with raw ginger and garlic.  I have decided to let it come, and maybe I can process it and get it out of my system.  I did not have time to be sick...

bus ride to Asunción

Villarrica to Asunción – Bus Ride to Asunción

March 26. My day started with a questionable stomach, I developed a crush on a sweetheart waitress, and we decided to get out of town.  So, we went to check on Gustavo, a rocker who we met last night who was going to try to get his hands on a Paraguay licence plate for me, but his buddy did not come through.  I thought Gustavo was a super cool guy, but Irmante told me that she got a bad vibe...

Encarnación to Villarrica: The Hell Bus and Being Hookers

Encarnación to Villarrica: The Hell Bus and Being Hookers

Encarnación to Villarrica: The Hell Bus and Being Hookers. March 25. We were up at 7:30am to catch a bus to Villarrica.  It was a seven hour ride on the oldest roughest bus in all of Paraguay.  We were off the asphalt for most of the journey, driving down a red dirt road of washouts, dust, semi trucks hauling cattle liners, ruts, buses and people standing on the side of the road everywhere to flag down the bus.  It was...

An Encarnación Celebration

An Encarnación Celebration

An Encarnación Celebration. March 24. Encarnación is a town that sells cups and bottles made out of a cows hoof.  Really.  I have never seen something like this before.  The cup base it the hoof of the cow, and the drinking apparatus on the top is made out of a hollowed out horn.  They are gorgeous and stylish for drinking terere.  The woman who made them, with two thumbs on her one right hand, had also artistically crafted champagne or a...

Ciudad del Este to Encarnación

Ciudad del Este to Encarnación

March 23 Ciudad del Este to Encarnación. Ciudad del Este is not a necessary place to spend time, unless you want to hang out at a really cool hostel, which the Casa Alta is, and really nice people work there.  But, we decided to get out of the second largest city in Paraguay to head to Encarnación.  We went to the bus station and the man behind the counter tried to skin tax us an extra 10%, but Irmante caught it...

Itaipú Dam

Ciudad del Este and Itaipú Dam

March 22. This date is usually a very crazy day for me.  The life-changing event of 2011, 2012, and 2013 all took place on March 22.  It is a weird day for me.  It is also my brother’s birthday, and we had an awesome visit today, which is a nice way to have the day this year. It took Irmante and I forever to get moving as I have a million things to do before I could leave the hostel.  Eventually,...

Iguazu Falls/Cataratas de Iguazú, Argentina

Iguazu Falls – Argentina/Brazil/Paraguay

March 21 A MONSTER of a day.  Irmante and I decided to head to the Argentinean side of Iguazu Falls.  We took two new friends with us who, one of which we stole form the hostels expensive ‘tour package’ and we made our own adventure to figure out how to get to Argentina to see the waterfalls from there.  The hostel agreed to store our luggage, and the four of us adventured off, with some semi-informed instructions of an Israeli...