Which means he has to manually change gears.
He takes passengers money, sometimes notes, and gives them change and a ticket.
Occasionally someone on the sidewalk will wave a $100 note at him, he stops, changes it for them and they get off again! Either they're a mate, or he's taking a cut.
Its 40 degrees outside, so the wind coming through the window feels more like a fan heater.
He wears trousers, because every self-respecting Paraguayan man wears trousers.
He drinks Tereré to keep cool.
He talks to his girlfriend on his mobile.
There are no bus stops (except downtown) so he picks people up and drops them off anywhere on the route.
To keep up with the timetable he stops for passengers for as little time as possible (jump on the bus, quick!).
He navigates around the curious driving of the locals, some very rough streets (NZ has gravel roads that are smoother!) and the leaking water mains all over the city.
Mr Asuncion Bus Driver.
Respect.

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