Hotel Los Alpes Asuncion
Avda. Santa Teresa 2855 y Cnel. Cabrera y Dr. B. Caballero Asuncion, 210, Paraguay
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Unknown Asuncion *
... winding snake like in and out of the
main streets, which were deserted. It was a ghost town.
But
then it was Sunday. On rounding the corner to the city's first ...
Not the best way to start the adventure...
... Who would have thought that my first blog post was going to be from Asuncion! Right before boarding the last plane, they told us the flight was cancelled due to the volcanic ashes coming from Chile. What is it with me and volcano ashes? It is the second time!
Despite being absolutely knackered (more than 16 hours after taking off in Heathrow) I had to switch my brain on! Of course, no idea about the country, no local money (guaranis), no accommodation and no ...
Undiscovered Asuncion
... juice, not beer. My Internet place was closed all weekend!! Harsh! I potter around Plaza Uruguaya for a few minutes, just to watch the locals. There is a family in the street, opening black bin liners to search for plastic bottles. They sit there for ages doing this, it reminds me of TV programme I saw in the UK about spoilt teens being sent to the Philippines, to do a days hard work for a few dollars, there they ...
The beat goes on into Paraguay
... cheap Peruvian cans various modes of transport were used to secure these cans of gold of which a pram pushed by a 6 year old little girl was the highlight, all this looting took place under the watchful eyes of a number of police with rather large shotguns, they of course had their own small collection of crates which they were protecting for the beer company !!!
As for Asuncion the hotel was basic, very basic but for 11 pound a night we could not complain. We decided ...
The title is the hardest part
... stale cheesy breadballs which were great mixed with the packet maionnaise that Sophie hoardes from resteraunts.
We got back to the office at eight, and an hour later after waiting without knowing what was happening, we were told it was time to go. We got to the gate and were told we hadnīt paid enough tax: weīd paid the domestic fee not the international one. So everyone had to run to pay more while I hovered round the office making sure the bus didnīt leave. ...


