Asuncion

Spent yesterday afternoon gunning down beers at an alarming rate, then listened to some ESPN radio baseball until the business from which I was stealing the signal apparently shut down. The internet in the Asunción Palace finally went up for a while, then down, then up, then when it came up more permanently the signal was not strong enough. For that reason and the street noise I moved today to the Armelé for a couple of dollars more a night, an interior room, after gorging on the excellent Palace breakfast, where I met four gringas who were in the Peace Corps. I was armed with top secret intelligence and knew one of their names, which astounded them. They were all dogs, although at least they were not fat. Around 11 PM I went out. I thought about going to Toc Toc but it was still early for that. Went back to the Chopería which had live music. Ordered a 630 ml Pilsen for 11k and alleged tacos for 12k. Or maybe it was the other way around. The last time I ordered tacos was in Concordia and they were not really tacos but it was very good. What I got on this occasion was chopped up meat rolled in a stale tortilla. Nothing else. No cheese or onions. Did get two little things of hot sauce, one green and one red. Waitress said the red was hotter. I immediately dumped the entire contents of both ramekins on the thing, which alarmed her. Started eating it and it tasted a little spoiled but I figured the hot sauce would counteract or else die of ptomaine, one or the other. It was not that spicy and not that good (bad, actually; tough and gristly) and I did not eat the stale tortilla. But, I did not get sick either. I do have a head cold now, though. Felt myself coming down with it so I added extra beers to my diet and ate some limes to ward off scurvy.

Although the food was not very good, neither was the live music. But then a decorated city bus showed up and about twenty women in costume piled out. A bachelorette party. I am thinking,"Great, some drunk chicas to hit on." The bride to be got up on stage and did a bit of bump and grind with the organ player to the tune of Joe Walsh's "You Can Leave Your Hat On." Looked promising. But then I noticed one gal had a big cardboard sign saying something about "prendas." I could not read the whole sign but it soon became obvious they were hustling contributions for the wedding dresses, or maybe baby clothes."Prendas" means like articles of clothing. Then they all left to repeat the procedure somewhere. Else. I thought briefly about Toc Toc but then I remembered I was thirty years too late for that. Thought maybe Viking Bar but that was full of fat Germans so I went to bed.

After completing my move in the morning, I rested a bit and then headed to Elite Productions at Cerro Corá 217. I did not like this place. Was presented with six flabby chicas, who introduced themselves from five meters away to where I could barely hear their names. For research purposes I was going to fuck the least flabby one but was quoted 100k for half an hour vs. The posted 80 so I left. The madam slammed the door behind me. Suggest avoiding. I believe this was another place we walked out of on my first trip. So then I had promised to go to Azará 479, Morena Mía, to see if it was really open on Sundays for my friends who arrive tomorrow, but crossing Caballero I remember a 903 on the list and figured to go there.

At Caballero 903 I was buzzed in and there were four chicas just standing in the living room. I do not like that set up too much either, because you have to face the ones you reject. But I am a cold hearted bastard for the most part so I looked at the cutest one by far and said,"¿Vámonos?" and she nodded. I asked,"Cuánto es el arancel?" and she looked nervous and confused. Another chica, chubby with a fishnet top and no bra, took charge and said,"70 la media hora, cuarenta minutos 100, 120 la hora, lo normal." I interpreted "lo normal" to mean "typical pricing." Went in the room with the chica, a very short morocha with a cute face and decent teeth. She left and came back and asked if I wanted "normal o completo," at which point I realized I had misinterpreted the earlier statement about "normal." To quote one of the famous Peruvian sisters from Buenos Aires, referring to "completo," "Esto es para putos." Not my thing. So I said "cuarenta minutes, normal."

This chica was an ignorant campesina. How ignorant? She actually believed me when I said I was from Bolivia. Probably could not find Bolivia on a map. But I am not here for intellectual pursuits. She knew sexo, though. BBBJ and was not stopping and and it was very good and I wanted to CIM but could not. I do not know what she would have said or done if I had but she sure did not seem too worried about it. Said she had only been there since Monday and that is probably why. She has not yet learned she is supposed to be cold and detached. Lots of kissing too and she was wet as hell. So it was very fun. She has three kids already so her pussy was loose but a good time was had by both parties. I am probably the first gringo she has ever met. Pamela is (not) her name and she said I should come back on Monday and if I went with anyone else she would be mad. I said I would definitely be back but of course I won't be. Bathroom here was out of both soap and toilet paper. I always bring soap though. I think maybe the chicas live here. It was quite an informal atmosphere and for the sleazier among us, could be worth a visit for a gang bang. I think this would be a good place to go to shit faced. Not open Sundays.

Grabbed a cold beer which was 4k in this 'hood vs. 4.5k around Colóand, a huge savings of 12 cents or so. I was dizzy from the sex so I slammed another one, which for some reason made me even dizzier. That made me think I should sit somewhere and pound a liter but mindful of my obligation, I deviated almost a block to Azará 479, rang the bell, and confirmed they are open on Sundays and in fact are open 24-7. Or, a chica lied right to my face. That has happened maybe once or twice before in my life. I guess tomorrow we will know for sure.

Then I went to El Lido, a diner on Palma and I think Chile. This place is great. Fat, old, professional waitresses. I was a line cook for a lot of years and worked in a couple of diners so it was fascinating to me. Had a really good slice of ham and cheese quiche and an ice cold 630 ml Pilsen in a bucket of ice, and flirted shamelessly with the two women having lunch next to me. Gato Hunter, this is not the place they burned the burgers. I might eat here every day. Slammed two more cans of beer on my way back to the hotel and I think a nap is in order.

Oh yeah, the drinking age here is 20, unlike most places in Latin America. I am sure it is rigorously enforced. Although, the doormen at Toc Toc were definitely checking IDs last night. Also 2011 is Paraguay's bicentennial in case anyone gives a shit.

Sunday so very dead. Also 95 degrees F. Some wing men arrived today, although one did not due to finding out at the airport he needed a visa. Proper Prior Planning Prevents [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] Poor Performance. I guess everyone assumed he knew that. Saturday I had been to Azará 479, Morena Mía, after another session just to ascertain they would be open on Sunday. Three of us went there around 2 PM and the fag madam came down and told us there was only one chica, and we looked at each other and decided, fine, let's see her."Well she is busy." So then there are zero chicas, right? Anyway he said more would be coming at 7 PM. We went to 14 de Mayo 1008, which allegedly is 24-7. No answer. So we decided to hook up for drinks at 7:30. By that time one guy had already been there and fucked what he described as the "house pig," whom he deemed a 4. He said he had seen some better looking chicas arriving as he was leaving. So we went to the casino in the Guaraní Esplendor and had a couple of beers to cool off, and then went back there about 9 PM. Four chicas were presented but given the loud music and the fact they did not give their names until asked and then kind of tossed the names over their shoulders, it was a bit confusing. My buddy had offered me first choice. The cutest one was maybe a 6 in my book, one was fat, one was unfuckably fat, and I forget the other one but I think that is who my wing man fucked. My chica went by the name of Joanna. Chose a half hour for 80k. It was not good at all. I kept telling her to go slow and she would for ten seconds and then go back to the rapid up and down. Her big, flabby ass was pounding my balls every time she did that. Blow job, she would go nice and slow for ten seconds and then start the 90 mph head bob, and then go to the lawn mower pull. I just mostly lay there and kept telling her,"despacito," but it didn't work. A waste of time. But, better than a poke in the eye. Baño was terrible. No soap or TP and no water at the sink. They had a thin hose or tube attached to the shower head that reached to the sink, was all. Not recommended. On the way out I told the fag,"Arreglá el baño," and he laughed.

Today it is much cooler, cloudy, and windy so I hope to have a bit more energy.

Moved to a better room at Armelé after some discussions with management. This hotel is not recommend either. In fact nothing in this town is really recommended. Most people should not come here, as has been discussed. Had a decent lunch of ravioli stuffed (actually stuffed this time) with carne and a decent tomato sauce that was not oversalted as in Buenos Aires, at Chopería. Again I thought the portion was small. 26k or 28k a la carte. Went to Mercado 4 which was mildly interesting and would be where you would go once a week to shop if you lived here. I am sure bargains are to be had if you needed to buy anything, and everything was available. I needed nothing so it was just a way to waste an hour or two. One funny thing was the number of walls that said,"Prohibido Orinar," which almost might lead one to infer all unlabeled walls were fair game. In contrast to many other markets in third world shit holes I've been to, there were a number of clearly marked public bathrooms for 500 guarani. The one I used clearly indicated that only #1 was included in the price of admission. What the consequences for #2 would be remains unclear.

Went to a "high end" privado in Villa Mora. 180k the half hour and 250k the hour. The cab driver had to get directions from Mercado 4 from some kid manning the hack stand before setting off, and of course got a bit lost but not seriously so. In the 500 block of Garay a few blocks off Mariscal López. Nice big house. Only 3 chicas working, only 2 available. Mine was in her thirties with bad teeth so you are just paying for a nicer room and clean sheets. The toilet in the bathroom did not flush and there was no soap in it. No BBBJ but an unexpected extra which was at odds with no BBBJ. Chica had been there only two weeks and so was pretty horny and not real jaded. Not the brightest bulb in the box and the conversation was not too stimulating. This place had different prices for different chicas but none of the more expensive chicas were there anyhow. Some other price for anal so I will leave it to you fudgepackers to check that out. I forget. 35k cab back to downtown. Would not repeat but it was worth doing once to see how the other half lives.

Then got some beers and I will say I gave the clerk 2k too much and he gave it back. They are definitely more honest here than in Buenos Aires. But then again they are more honest anywhere else in Latin America than they are in BA. The only more dishonest places than BA that I have personally been are Jamaica and The Bahamas.

No really, but I feel as if I were when reading your trip reports. Great writing, it's as simple as that. Thanks for taking the time.

Only good energy to you!

spent some time last night with other gringo mongers drinking in the casino in the guaraní esplendor. i don't gamble in casinos because i am pretty sure they did not build them with the money the customers [b]won[/b]. the 630 liter brahmas, which were 13k the previous night, mysteriously were 13. 5k. that compares to 11k at the chopería and 9k at "biggest" at estrella and 15 de agosto. had quite a few and was pretty buzzed when we left at midnight. was solo the last five blocks or so and moderately paranoid because i had hit an atm much earlier and had 950k or so on me. it was cool so i had my hoodie with me. took off my glasses and pulled up the hoodie to hide my irish face a bit, but it was fine. no streetwalkers on estrella.

breakfast at the armelé is better than i remember from last time, but not as good as the palace, and the coffee is especially terrible. but they had fresh watermelon juice today, and a pretty good fruit pastry. a few days ago i had seen a barber shop in the 700 block of diaz that advertised 10k cuts on mon and tues so i went there but it was fucking closed for no real reason. i mean, there was someone in there, but the door was locked and she came to the door and said they were closed. it was 11 am so i have no idea why that was. went to another place down by the port and got a good cut for 15k, which is the normal price around here. a razor cut, trimmed the eyebrows, shaved the neck, so forth. went to the park by the port and read, and more and more cops kept gathering, with bullet proof vests and like catcher's shin guards on their arms. after there were about 12 or 15 of them, they picked up their cheap looking metal riot shields and took off in formation. don't know if this was routine drilling or if something was going to go down.

around 3 pm a wing man and i took the city bus for 2. 3k (each) on oliva down to estados unidos and walked six blocks or so up to república de colombia to gozanos vip's new address i posted earlier. this is a good physical facility. inquired how many chicas were available and were told four. asked the prices and were told 100k and 150k for completo (buggery) and then some price i forget for half hour (either 80 or 90) and 45 minutes (wasn't paying attention) of conventional, and 130k for an hour of conventional. the last poster from the previous address had said 120k. asked to see the chicas and were told it would be a 10k viewing fee if we did not take a chica. don't know if that was apiece or total. if i had been by myself i probably would have left. wingman was okay with it and it's his last day here. we saw a cute chica who was obviously sick, all hoarse and stuff, a chica i don't recall who was not bad, yesica who had a really cute face, and ingrit with a cottage cheese ass. it was my turn for first pick and it wasn't a hard choice, yesica. wing man i think would have taken #2 but we could not remember her name after our discussion about #1 being sick. he decided cottage cheese was better than strep throat.

my room was upstairs. very nice room, private bath, nicely furnished, blah blah. as nice as the "high end" place we went yesterday. bathroom was clean and yesica arrived with two towels. i would request this room if you go there. wingman was downstairs (actually the second floor as you go upstairs when you enter and the chicas are on the ground floor sequestered behind a prison-like door; you can see them peering out at you) and said he did not have a private bath.

yesica's body already has the ravages of child birth, the "mondongo" belly and sucked on titties although the titties were still okay. said she was 19; i would have guessed 22. session was okay. no bbbj, but she liked to kiss, but she had a bit of dog breath. good bj skills and did what i told her to do. loose pussy. what i should have done was taken the 45 minutes. finished in flat dog after about 40 minutes and had time for a bit of a chat. she lived in argentina for six years in her youth, la plata, and had a very low opinion of argentineans, to say the very least."why are argentineans so arrogant?" she asked, and i told her it was because they invented the ball point pen. i did say they were a lot less arrogant once you got outside of greater buenos aires. so she asked me what the us invented and i mentioned electricity, the cotton gin, and the mainframe computer. then she asked what paraguay had invented. i deflected this question by talking about how hot larisa riquelme was and mentioned that juan o'leary was very well known and respected in the us, which is utter bullshit. at least she had some intellectual curiosity. although, i get the feeling intellectual curiosity is not all that high on the list of requirements for most of you sick fucks.

place is worth the extra 10k imo as compared to the places on cerro corá and azará, but it's a ways away. we did walk back and it is about 25 blocks from the armelé. i might go back there once to see if there are any hotter chicas. haven't seen any really hot chicas in any of these privados on any of my visits and doubt many exist. the one my buddy fucked yesterday was the hottest one i have seen, maybe an 8. this yesica was definitely an 8 or 8. 5 in the face but that was well offset by the mondongo, loose pussy, and dog breath. went to biggest and we split a 630 ml pilsen, he had a double burger with fries for 22, and i had an omelette that was too crispy for 18. so 49 total and we would have tipped 5 but the waitress said "el servicio no está incluido" when she brought the check. she never would have said that if we weren't gringos so we left her 1k instead. i hate that shit.

Again, I don't recommend this country for most people but if you want to check it out, here are some practical tips.

Getting from the airport to centro: Take the #30 bus but make sure it is branch (ramal) [B]#2[/B]; in other words. 30-2. Coming from the airport this goes down Mariscal López and Presidente Franco. Going to the airport you catch it on Oliva (one stop is between Colón and Montevideo) and it then goes down España. I think this still just costs 2.3k guaranies (like any city bus ride) but I will verify this next week. I also found a transfer agency on Oliva between Ayolas and O'Leary:

[url]www.asuairport.com[/url]

The office was not open when I went by at 11 AM or so, which seemed odd, but it is not out of business because there were two of their vans in the lot. Ridiculously, the website does not list the price. It does say they only accept cash, either guaranies or dollars. It also says the exchange rate will be the rate at the airport = bend over. Timetable is on the website. No reservation necessary on the inbound side. Fuck them. Take the bus.

Grocery stores: Best one I found was Supermercado Santa Rosa, Presidente Franco 638. Weekday hours are 7:00 to 11:30 AM and 1 PM to 5 PM. The ground floor is a grocery store and there are other departments on the upper floors such as clothes and so forth.

Other bus info: Buses to the intercity bus terminal, botanic gardents and Mercado 4 can be caught on Colón between Palma and Oliva or on Oliva. Bus #12 goes to Catholic University, a source of eye candy.

Taxis: Do not cruise but must be taken from taxi stands, which are located every couple of blocks in Centro. The flag drop is 5k.

Teatro (theater) : Presidente Franco at the corner of Chile.

Free wi-fi: Plaza de los Héroes, Estrella and Nuestra Señora de Asunción, across from the Guaraní Esplendor. There are also recycling bins there if you want to be a green traveler.

Hot looking regular chicas and 2 for 1 happy hour: Restaurant Bolsi, Estrella and Alberdi. Bar Gales on Estrella and O'Leary also has happy hour from 5 to 9. Bolsi's ends at 8 but I don't remember what time it begins.

Cheap lunches: 15 de agosto between Presidente Franco and Estrella (two blocks' worth). Various options between $8-$12k. Empanadas $2k with bread. Why you would want to eat bread [B]and[/B] dough is a question I can't answer but it will fill you up. Portions looked modest and I don't think they eat very big lunches in this culture.

Laundry: I used the one next to the Asunción Palace, Colón between Estrella and Oliva. One time they charged me 20k and one time 15k (paid in advance) and the loads seemed the same size to me. Found another one on Estrella between Montevideo and O'Leary but it was closed Saturday morning when I attempted to use it.

Definitely bored with this place. Today I went to Harem, República de Francia 226, just off Yegros. I reported for duty at 1130 hours. Upstairs, as noted, and there are two doors. Ring the one on the left. It is obvious because there are stickers advertising the sex websites stuck on the door. Cheerful fag let me in. This place is gorgeous. Crystal chandeliers, a real marble fountain, plush leather couches, and a baby grand piano.

OK it doesn't have any of that stuff. The living room is dark and run down, with worn furniture. I was presented one chica and then immediately four or five more all at once. No chance to view from the rear. The first chica rattled off all their names too fast for me to remember so I chose the one with the best teeth and nicest smile. Her "name" was Coral. 21 years old, from Asunción, a one year old kid, still some leche but not to where it was squirting out or anything. I like that sometimes but mostly when I am drunk. 120k the hour. 80k the half, normal pricing structure. Sturdy type gal, fairly tall, ten extra pounds. Nice gal, decent service, everything covered, no kissing, did not get turned on, nothing to write home about. Nothing to complain about either. None of these chicas was anything to write home about, looks-wise. Coral said this place is the same owner as Deseos and that the owner, as well as the managers, is a poof. I was in sort of a mustard colored room, large and clean, with the bathroom right outside, also large and clean. Toilet worked, clean towel provided, soap, but no hot water at the sink. There probably was in the shower but I did not check. No rush, an hour from the time the chica entered after I had washed up.

Out of all the privados I have ever been to, this is one of them. Neither recommended nor not recommended."Tania" at Yegros 1250 is right around the corner if for some reason there is nothing to your liking here. Coral recommended Hollywood Dance at Independencia Nacional 950 as a place to go dance on the weekends. Says she and her friends go there and "sometimes" go home with guys. It is just a couple of blocks from Harem and Tania. Also nearby is Mercado 1, a very scaled down version of Mercado 4. Lots of people eating lunch there and too crowded for me to go in there. The entrance is in the 1000 block of Yegros.

I might go to Tania tomorrow. Or not. Found a German bakery, Presidente Franco 828 near Ayolas, that had good baguette.

First thing I did was change hotels again. This is hotel #3 and room #4. I decided if the hotels were going to suck this bad I wanted them to be way cheaper so now I am in the San Diego for 100k a night. Good AC (adjustable unlike the second room in the Armelé), refrigerator that is stocked (although of course I won't use anything that is in there since the grocery store is 50 feet away), wi fi in the room plus a public computer, a shower stall instead of a stupid moldy curtain, and a hot water tank instead of waiting ten minutes for the water from the boiler and then getting scorched. Plus the bed is an actual queen instead of two singles shoved together. The room is interior and nice and quiet [B]now[/B]. I expect that to change in a couple hours since it is Friday night and this place is right next to Toc Toc. Three light bulbs were burned out and I went to the front desk and they gave me three bulbs and insisted on changing them for me. In the process the guy broke one of the globes. Broken glass everywhere. He swept it up but I am sure there are some stray shards.

Decided not to go to Tania after reading the comment about all the neighbors watching. Tania is sort of indiscreet in that it has a big open front yard, no fence or gate or anything. So I figured I would check some places farther out on Azará. Was going to go to 1340 (V2K) and then 1270 (Babilonia). Normally I go to the farthest place first and work my way back, but my wingman, an engineer by profession, thought the opposite approach was more logical. He doesn't drink, though, so he isn't familiar with the concept of [I]drinking[/I] your way back, which is what I really mean when I say "working" my way back. I really can't see not drinking in this country, but then again, I really can't see not drinking in any country. I could not argue with him from a pure logic standpoint, though. We determined that four buses at the stop on Oliva went at least as far as Brasil so boarded one and hopped off probably one stop too soon. I was in Babilonia twice on my first visit and liked it, but walked out of it on my second visit. But, I could not remember why. Increased price? Gringo price? Ugly chicas? Just flat cannot remember.

Anyway this time the doorman was not gay. When I say he was not gay, I mean "gay" is nowhere near sufficient to describe what a raging, flaming, simpering homosexual he was. But that is fine. He said there were three "linda chicas" so I figured maybe one doable and two house pigs. No. Three doable chicas were presented. Gave my friend first choice since it is his last day in town. I have known the guy for a long time and I was pretty sure he would pick the fake blond because she had the biggest tits, so it was a low risk favor for me to do. He did. So, I got my first choice anyway. I don't remember her name, but she was the best looking woman I have been with so far. Price was quoted as 80k half hour and 120k hour, as I expected.

En suite bathroom, which I like. Soap bottle was essentially empty but after a vigorous shaking it emitted a sufficient quantity. Bathroom was clean. AC or ceiling fan, your choice. As usual, everything covered. As usual, service was fine. As usual, nothing to write home about. Some kissing on the mouth but for short periods. In general, this chica would do something that felt good, for two minutes, and then stop. In general, I find a lot of the chicas here do that. They don't seem to understand about rhythm. Some of this may have been a desire to please on her part because she kept asking me what I wanted to do next. Well, I don't want to do thirty different positions in a one hour session. I don't usually go into these deals looking for anything in particular. Sometimes I do, but mostly I am hoping they will do what they do best. Probably I should be more demanding and assertive in this town. That might work better.

After we were done, meaning after I finally came, she pulled the rubber off and asked me why there was leche in it if I was vasectomized = pretty ignorant. I then took the top towel off the stack of two on the nightstand and started wiping my dick off. She said that was "her" towel and the other towel was the "house" towel. She handed me the other towel. Ummm, the damage has already been done, such as it is. So then I finished with the "house" towel, at which point she said,"You know, other guys have been using that." I must say that compares quite unfavorably with yesterday's experience at Harem, where the chica had selected a folded towel out of a cupboard in the hallway, from a stack of (presumably?) clean ones. So never assume a towel is clean just because it is folded. Maybe never assume anything. Maybe bring your own towel. Maybe I will get the crabs. Maybe she was fucking with my head.

If I do get the crabs, I will just shave one side, set the other side on fire, and stab those fuckers with an ice pick when they come running out. Or I will pour on whiskey, and then pour on sand; the crabs will get drunk and throw rocks at each other.

At the end, she asked me if I had a good time. I said yes. She asked for a propina. I said no. That is the first time I have been asked for a tip here. For that reason and the hygiene issue, I would not go back, even if I were going to go back to this town, which I am pretty sure I won't. But holy shit do they serve cold beer here. Even in the smallest little place in the middle of fuck all. I wonder if they have really cheap electricity here because of all the dams. Hydroelectric power is one of their principal exports.

I am running out of jizz but I will try to go someplace tomorrow and fuck someone, and report about it. What the fuck else am I going to do? Go to the ballet? The opera? There is a fair here tomorrow at the port so maybe I will see if my "chamullo" works any good around here. Sunday I am for sure taking a day off. Not going back to Morena Mía to fuck the house pig.

I had such bad service in Babilonia, I swore never to go back (I think it was Babilonia- a big house?) Anyway, the gay guy was a large fat dude with a big mouth who kept yelling in the hallway at all the girls during my whole session. When I arrived he took me into the suite and had all the girls come in at once together and form a line. I hate that. I like to meet them one at a time to feel out their chemistry as much as possible. I ended up picking a little spinner who immediately left and returned about 10 minutes later with a can of spray air freshener; she sprayed so much in the room it looked like the fog in San Francisco. THEN, she disappeared into the suite's bathroom for another 10 minutes. The rest of the session was interrupted by occasional cell phone text messages which she felt obliged to read. I've never had a session like that, and I don't like to argue. Upon leaving, I empathetically remarked that it seemed like she didn't like her work very much; she had an expression on her face like,"What?" Sometimes, there's just no point in going into details; too many other options in town to waste time. Let the fat gay dude sort it out; he seems to enjoy it.

Suerte DH, and as they say,"Past performance is no guarantee of future results".

-HGL.

[QUOTE=Dickhead; 1195664]Anyway this time the doorman was not gay. When I say he was not gay, I mean "gay" is nowhere near sufficient to describe what a raging, flaming, simpering homosexual he was. But that is fine. He said there were three "linda chicas" so I figured maybe one doable and two house pigs. No. Three doable chicas were presented. Gave my friend first choice since it is his last day in town. I have known the guy for a long time and I was pretty sure he would pick the fake blond because she had the biggest tits, so it was a low risk favor for me to do. He did. So, I got my first choice anyway. I don't remember her name, but she was the best looking woman I have been with so far. Price was quoted as 80k half hour and 120k hour, as I expected.

En suite bathroom, which I like. Soap bottle was essentially empty but after a vigorous shaking it emitted a sufficient quantity. Bathroom was clean. AC or ceiling fan, your choice. As usual, everything covered. As usual, service was fine. As usual, nothing to write home about. Some kissing on the mouth but for short periods. In general, this chica would do something that felt good, for two minutes, and then stop. In general, I find a lot of the chicas here do that. They don't seem to understand about rhythm. Some of this may have been a desire to please on her part because she kept asking me what I wanted to do next. Well, I don't want to do thirty different positions in a one hour session. I don't usually go into these deals looking for anything in particular. Sometimes I do, but mostly I am hoping they will do what they do best. Probably I should be more demanding and assertive in this town. That might work better.

After we were done, meaning after I finally came, she pulled the rubber off and asked me why there was leche in it if I was vasectomized = pretty ignorant. I then took the top towel off the stack of two on the nightstand and started wiping my dick off. She said that was "her" towel and the other towel was the "house" towel. She handed me the other towel. Ummm, the damage has already been done, such as it is. So then I finished with the "house" towel, at which point she said,"You know, other guys have been using that." I must say that compares quite unfavorably with yesterday's experience at Harem, where the chica had selected a folded towel out of a cupboard in the hallway, from a stack of (presumably?) clean ones. So never assume a towel is clean just because it is folded. Maybe never assume anything. Maybe bring your own towel. Maybe I will get the crabs. Maybe she was fucking with my head.

If I do get the crabs, I will just shave one side, set the other side on fire, and stab those fuckers with an ice pick when they come running out. Or I will pour on whiskey, and then pour on sand; the crabs will get drunk and throw rocks at each other.

At the end, she asked me if I had a good time. I said yes. She asked for a propina. I said no. That is the first time I have been asked for a tip here. For that reason and the hygiene issue, I would not go back, even if I were going to go back to this town, which I am pretty sure I won't. But holy shit do they serve cold beer here. Even in the smallest little place in the middle of fuck all. I wonder if they have really cheap electricity here because of all the dams. Hydroelectric power is one of their principal exports.

I am running out of jizz but I will try to go someplace tomorrow and fuck someone, and report about it. What the fuck else am I going to do? Go to the ballet? The opera? There is a fair here tomorrow at the port so maybe I will see if my "chamullo" works any good around here. Sunday I am for sure taking a day off. Not going back to Morena Mía to fuck the house pig.[/QUOTE]

Well, in addition to being obviously homosexual the gentleman was definitely rather obese. But he was quite friendly and no one was yelling at anyone. Although, as I said, I don't remember why I left last year, I left before initiating a session. But fags can sure be bitchy at times. It is a big house; I am confident we are referring to the same place, but we ran into no such issues. Mass lineups are common here. See my previous posts. All 3 were presented at once today as well. I do not like them either. I have seen that in BA occasionally, notably at Maipú 459.

I've been smelling a strange, unfamiliar odor here in the San Diego and I finally figured out what it is, and why it's so unfamiliar. It's fresh paint! My $26 room is freshly painted! I believe my room in the Palace might have been painted during the Eisenhower administration, although the wallpaper was apparently selected by either Herbert Hoover or J. Edgar Hoover. The Armelé was probably last painted during the López era, but it is hard to say if it was during the Carlos López period or the Francisco López Solano Carillo period. My money would be on Carlos.

And it's after midnight and still pretty quiet. I do hear the band from the Chopería but I don't hear anything from Toc Toc. I have stepped on glass shards about half a dozen times but with no ill effects and I am on my eighth beer so I expect to sleep fairly well.

You said, "too many other options in town to waste time." I don't think you meant it this way but there are certainly a lot of options here to waste time. In fact, wasting time seems like about all there is to do here. It's a good thing the entire point of my trip was to waste forty days at a moderate cost. I think I have done a good job. Almost every place I have been on this trip was a complete waste of time, except for Foz de Iguazú. I for sure don't think it makes sense to come up here from BA for three or four days in the middle of a two week vacation like guys are doing. [B]That's[/B] a complete waste of time to my way of thinking. It is only slightly cheaper and you will never recoup your travel costs, and the sex is much more mechanical, in my experience. I have had many memorable sexual experiences in privados in BA and zero here. Uruguay is much closer, and is also a complete waste of time, so that would be a more efficient way to go. Now if you want to waste time [B]and[/B] money you could go to Santiago de Chile, where the sex is completely lame but costs three times as much.

[QUOTE=Dickhead; 1193526]Then I went to El Lido, a diner on Palma and I think Chile. This place is great. Fat, old, professional waitresses. I was a line cook for a lot of years and worked in a couple of diners so it was fascinating to me. Had a really good slice of ham and cheese quiche and an ice cold 630 ml Pilsen in a bucket of ice, and flirted shamelessly with the two women having lunch next to me. Gato Hunter, this is not the place they burned the burgers. I might eat here every day. Slammed two more cans of beer on my way back to the hotel and I think a nap is in order.

Oh yeah, the drinking age here is 20, unlike most places in Latin America. I am sure it is rigorously enforced. Although, the doormen at Toc Toc were definitely checking IDs last night. Also 2011 is Paraguay's bicentennial in case anyone gives a shit.[/QUOTE]A couple years ago, the Lido had some of the best Surubi I've eaten; I liked sitting outside on the sidewalk watching the ceremonial changing of the guards across the street. On occasion I've noticed a few hot Paraguaya tourist police in that area during the day and struck up a conversation once with one until I found myself sort of surrounded by other policeMEN wondering what I was up to.

[QUOTE=Dickhead; 1192833]Took the chicken bus from Clorinda (never go to this town; it reminded me of Cambodia) , Argentina. Had a little trouble because they will not let non-Mercosur people cross the foot bridge in Clorinda, because they have no way to give them the exit stamp. Had to take a combi van, very uncomfortable. 10km to Puente Falcóand, to catch the chicken bus. 5k guaranies. This bus goes to the bus terminal so I got off at Mariscal López and took a city bus into town. I think that was 1500 guaranies. Got off at Colóand and B. Constant and walked two and a half blocks to the Asuncióand Palace. Could have ridden one more stop but the exhaust fumes were getting to me. This hotel is not a palace. Kind of run down in the lobby, and run down in the room too. Small TV (like 13 inches max) , poor lock, but good hard bed and roomy. Got cleaned up (raging hot water, good water pressure, flimsy shower curtain so leaked everywhere, but decent thick towels). Shampoo smelled funny which fit right in with clothes I had washed in Clorinda, which smell like disinfectant or insecticide. So all that made me feel quite romantic.

I had changed 100 Argie pesos in Clorinda for 87k guaranies, but was then offered 89. 1 on the paraguayan side of the bridge. That was just to have money for the bus and the cab I did not take. I figured I'd take a cab from Mariscal López but some lady on the chicken bus told me what city buses went to centro so fine. Anyway I needed to become a guaranillionaire, one of the things I like about Paraguay. Got a million guarnies at the HSBC ATM on Estrella and O'Leary. Had seen a clean looking restaurant on Estrella between O'Leary and Ayolas but when I went in, it turned out to be a buffet with lukewarm chafing dishes. I must say I have not seen Sterno in a very long time. Left. Went in another restaurant on the same block, smelled like [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] worse than any restaurant I have ever entered. Left. Went to the good old Chopería del Puerto on Colóand and Palma and ordered tallarines estofados con carne. This is supposed to be bow-tie pasta and estofado means stuffed. What it actually was, was spinach linguine with large chunks of stew meat. I was starving since I had not found anything even remotely resembling a meal since I had left Formosa on Monday. It was actually quite good and the Pilsen beer was near freezing as usual. On the chalkboard it listed two prices for all the specials. I think this one was 7k and 12k. 23k total was the bill, so I asked the waiter what the difference in price was and he said 7k was for a half portion. I am not a big eater and if this was the full portion I would hate to see the half portion. I could have easily eaten two and probably should have.

The outlets in the hotel are of the two round prong type which will not work with anything I had with me, so I bought an adapter for 3k and of course it did not work because it had no ground. Also bought some beer and snacks at a fairly large grocery, which had no Pilsen. Got some cheap brand called Kaiser, never heard of it, tasted fine. Time for pussy now. Because I could not stay on the net long because my computer was not charged, I quickly pulled several addresses that were all on the same couple of streets. Had a bunch on Azará but before Gral. Díaz turned into Azará I recognized 14 de Mayo and headed up the hill to 1008, an address that seemed familiar, and the neighborhood did too so I knew I had been there before.

Yep. Blue door, cheery fag receptionist, definitely familiar. So out comes a chica, looks okay, friendly, missing a tooth or two, introduces herself, stands there. Ummm there is only that one chica. Well, my feet are sore and I have not had pussy in about five days. Confirmed the price, as reported. 120k la hora. Andrea is her name. I am not expecting too much at this point. Room is fine and has a clock and I think I have been in it before, fake brick wallpaper. [B]Immediately starts BBBJ! An Asuncióand first! [/B]It was good, too, not just nibbling around. Thought about cumming in her mouth but I think she knew what I was thinking so on went the plastic condom (even though my perfectly good US condom was displayed prominently on the mesita) and then it is the dick breaking, ball smashing guaraní reverse cowgirl. But she had a firm body and a nice ass so that was okay for a while and then some more positions and busted a nut around the 40 minute mark. Washed up, had a nice chat about Buenos Aires and how there are no clocks and they knock on the door after 40 minutes. 24 alleged years (my guess was 23) , one kid, a 5 year old boy. I guessed both age and sex which amazed her. The age guess was based on her age minus 18. Talked some more about why Argies are racist and why paraguayas thus lie in the clubs and say they are from Misiones. Nice gal. Will not repeat, of course. She did insist they were open 24-7, about which there has been some discussion on the board, but said they really did not have very many chicas working there right now.

Tomorrow I will go to some places on Azará. I think my approach will be one street per day. My budget is only going to allow one chica a day unless I want to go the half hour route and-or find a cheaper hotel. The former seems more likely than the latter but I will be interested to see what the breakfast is like. If it is very poor I may bail on this hotel. The big thing for a lot of guys is it is chica friendly but I cannot really see bringing chicas back to my hotel in this town.

Liters of beer at the grocery are more expensive than in BA by 10 or 15% but single cans are cheaper by about the same margin. So you win a few and you lose a few.[/QUOTE]Good stories Dickhead. Very amusing.

If you get the urge to try something different, there can be quite a few SWs on Mariscal Lopez down near the University after 9 or 10 pm. There's a stretch of about a kilometer, mas o menos, after the Stock store and before the univ. where they stand on corners and sometimes in front of strip malls and eateries. In the same area are some of the best love motels in Paraguay in the blocks behind Mariscal Lopez. The asking rate is generally $100 mil. though it's always negotiable. Half the fun is chatting up the talent and picking a love spot; there are literally dozens of motels some of which look like palaces straight out of Las Vegas. Some of the girls are pretty obvious in their little short shorts, and others are dressed more modestly like club girls and students. They almost always stand in pairs like they're waiting for something, other than a bus.

Trying to put some pictures on Dickhead's tales I found this links.

Coral from haren.

[url]http://www.hot.com.py/acompanantes/haren-acompanantes/coral/coral-escort.html[/url]

Yessica from gozanos VIP.

[url]http://www.hot.com.py/acompanantes/gozanos-vip/yessica/yessica-escort.html[/url]

Since he can't remember other names. I can't help anymore. Haha.

That picture of Yesica is representative but Coral is sucking in her gut, big time. The fair at the puerto was not too exciting although there were some cute "payasas" or clowns. Food safety practices were appalling. In contrast to what I said about Supermercado Santa Rosa, I now believe Ña Haku or something similar, Ña something, at the corner of Garibaldi and Presidente Franco to be better, and I do not believe they close at mid-day. One cashier is very cute. Santa Rosa runs out of stuff in the fiambrería so get there in the morning if you go that route. Regarding apartments, at Presidente Franco 982 (my notes say 982 but it seems to me it should be an odd number, but you can't miss it) near Colóand (between Colóand and Montevideo) there is a large apartment building that rents by the month. See the portero or call 491-210. I did not talk price or look at them, but he said he had two 2 bedrooms and 2 one bedrooms currently available to rent by the month. I had another number written down for some on Oliva but I can't find it right now.

Exchange rates are worse on Saturdays so try to plan around that. Wing man leaving yesterday reports cab to the airport as 90k.