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the journey from asuncion to laguna blanca required getting to the bus station for 7am - which seemed like an impossible task. just as i had grown to accept this fate, an alternative option was presented to me. i could get a later bus to a place called santa rosa, stay the night there, and then travel the next morning to the white lagoon. so i set off just before lunch, and arrived in the small, sleepy town of santa rosa. there were no obvious hotels or hostels near the bus terminal, so i asked a couple of locals who recommended i hop on a moto taxi and go to sol y luna motel. it didn't take me long to notice that this was a different level of accommodation than i was used to in south america. for a start it charged by the hour, this complimentary condom was on the bedside table and the television could only pick up the playboy channel. when i went to walk outside i saw that the gate outside my front door was locked. i pounded on the metal to get the attention of the dude who was working there and asked why i was locked inside. he told me that it was for my own security, and if i needed anything i should use the phone in my room. i did so when i grew hungry and food was delivered through a hatch in the back door. the kicker, as if anything was left to the imagination, was the subtitle to the motel: el castillo del amor. i tried not to think about the love that had been shared inside the castle walls, and counted down the hours until tomorrow's bus out of town.

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