Wie bitte? Hab ich da richtig gehoert? Dieser "Wunderknabe meets Teufelskerl" kriegt wohl nicht genug und muss jetzt einen weiteren, fast unglaublichen Superlativ von der Stange lassen. Die sauberste Stadt der Welt? Nun zugegeben, es ist schon einige Jahre her, dass der paraguayischen Kleinstadt Atyra dieser Titel verliehen wurde. Mittlerweile hat sich da bestimmt eine US-Vorstadt an uns Tereré-Trinkern vorbeigemogelt. Aber dennoch, nachwievor ist Atyra #1 in Paraguay.
Wenn man mich fragt, ist das aber alles Propaganda. As if there are so clean waer. Moreover cleaner than here at home in Germany, where there are more discipline and order. I catch myself every time when passing through this place after searching garbage on roads. I then catch sight of even a candy wrapper I can not help me a smug grin. Nevertheless, the city compared with the rest of the country actually conspicuous cleaner. bring
Atyra in sunshine with a party lake in the background The reason why I'm this town at all the conversation that's because I yesterday a day there Kinta in Quinta (sp. for "cottage", read " I ') spent my uncle. I have taken my host brother Enrico, and my host father Jorge. Was very cool. We are about an hour with the old pick-up truck my uncle moved out there from Asunción to a quad transport to our home. Why? Very simple. My host brother is far to be a private tutor. WORKS for him so soon after Germany. Therefore, it is now, while the other holidays have crammed neatly. The way the teacher is a bit far. On bus and walking, he can not be bothered. Solution: Mim Quad boards for timpani. Also cool. Driver's license? Is overvalued anyway total.
But I getting ahead of myself. We arrived at the Quinta and immediately we came across the portal, our smiles. Woven into the cast-iron gate, the words "Las Trillizas (sp. for" The Triplets "were because he had three daughters added).
barely got out (I had to wait because I am not the child lock out rear left), were then also with the three dogs of the farm. One of them is a golden Labrador named Scott. Totally sweet, if somewhat ugly eyes. Warning all love me totally and ham also jump. It must be. The other two were a German Shepherd (Linda) and a medium-sized mongrel (Roy).
At this point I would like to again Mentioning that I (of course except puppies) detest small dogs of all shapes and colors. Shit beasts, ey. I can understand non why there was so much brings a stupid yapper, the howls only between the legs of running around and usually ugly. So my proposal to goodness. Please only buy all at least medium-sized Koëter, then maybe the little die off.
Zureck on the subject. Once there I was first rumgefuehrt Enrico. Overall, the plot very large and well maintained by the domestic workers. There is a trampoline, several playgrounds for the girls, a natural swimming pool that fills up when you change the stream, and many many many fruit trees. arrived at the higher fruit trees, we first star fruit (also called star fruit) and guava eaten. The latter I saw that day for the first time. Do not know how they say it in German or English. I suspect that even the name "Guayaba" Guaraní and English is not. It is a small, Mirabelle large fruit, which looks inside something like a pomegranate, but has no hard cores. The taste is also incredible, slightly sweet and lemony might more at the next one. Do not believe that this fruit is expoertiert to Germany. In this situation I have come here already several times. There are smells and tastes that are unlike anything you find in Germany or the United States. A great experience. That reminds one again of how large and unknown to the world really is. My host family has told me that there is a surefire way to know if the fruits are ripe. When the larvae of a certain fruit frolic in the interior, then it's time. The small crawler will mitverspeist course. To prove his point, I showed my host father later opened a small fruit with whitish, wriggling maggot. Then he ate it. Standard. I almost had to puke. At this point I had already eaten several pieces.
Carambola or star fruit
Shortly after we were both sent to Fruechtesammeln. Enrico dug out for the mini-quad of his cousins. Whether a short or not, this thing handles in any event, the 50 km / h. He asked me to climb back. We drove off and I was able to hold me nowhere, I fell down directly. Ugly. Well, I'm actually a very careful person. I've never broken and hurt me very often their own fault. Also I have never had a scooter, moped, scooter, etc. owned and do not have a close personal bond with recreational vehicles. In short, I had no desire to get the bloody thing again closer. This was no better than me, my host brother a few times almost circumnavigated. In any case, there was one thing that changed my mind: There were cows. That's right, baby! And they are scared of quads. I immediately had the same idea, which also have seniors before frequenting a strip club: Udder Hunting: D Enrico
it was before. The accelerator durchgedrueckt and brought the cow to the gallop. Before it was time, I practiced but on a small soccer field (middle in the jungle on nem estate? no idea what to look for). My host brother was in the meantime on a gate, which came for a dog and even a cow, and where the desired fruits were found. No, wait ... two dogs. It is still not a cow. Age, what a huge beast! I've seen 7.Klaessler that were smaller.
The race around! Ok, so first gather fruits. We closed the gate again and look. Guayabas and limes. Not a thing. Or is it? My host brother had no idea where that grows fruit and a fruit I knew the first ten minutes. He made his displeasure with the phrases then run free which my vocabulary list again ordentlich erweiterte. Es fielen aber auch mehrfach Klassiker wie "puta madre" oder "arbol de mierda". Schliesslich ueberzeugte ich ihn davon, zu wissen, wo die Limonen zu finden waren. Bei absolutem Unwissen voellige Selbstsicherheit ausstrahlen. So kommt man immer weiter. Spaeter stellte sich heraus, dass wir vor allem Pampelmusen gesammelt hatten. Nur ein paar wenige Limonen. Mein Gastpapa war nicht sehr "amused". Auf jeden Fall stellten wir bei der Rueckkehr fest, dass sich drei Kuehe und ein junger Stier am Quad zu schaffen machten. Nenn es Rache, nenn es Sabotage. Auf jeden Fall waren die Steaks auf Beinen recht dreist. Mein Gastbruder drohte ihnen mit dem Freilassen der Hundkuh. Wie ich spaeter erfuhr gab es frueher drei von denen und einmal brachen sie nachts out and killed a cow killed and ate them in half. But I should have no fear. The only wanted to play. Yo, I leak! I want to get out. But actually, he really has not done the aggressive impression and rather insidious than these ruminant he was my all.
We came so again through the gate and Enrico ignited the engine and the cows from skin!
Then I got me a book from the collection of my horny uncle allowed to choose (which allowed me my host father, who disposes over there any proprietary right) and then we went again to Asuncion. On the road again just gabs and Lady Gaga Reggaeton on the radio, which works fine but were spurned by my host dad and me!
In this sense,
soon, Caballeros! :-)
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