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Bij aankomst op het vliegveld van Jakarta, werd ik aangesproken door twee Japanse jongens, of ik een taxi wilde delen om kosten te besparen. Dat leek mij wel een goed idee. Zij konden mij ook vertellen welke taxiᷰs wel en niet goed zijn hier in Indonesie. Er zijn namelijk maar 2 taxibedrijven die met een meter rijden en dat is veel goedkoper …
... so random. We weren't even expecting breakfast, but we all ate every bit of it. We then headed out on a walk up to the edge of the crater, to look over the sea of sand towards Mt. Bromo itself, and analyse the days walk. Countless amounts of people drove past on motorbikes, in 4x4's and horses asking if we wanted to be taken to Bromo. We politely declined all 150 of them, and started walking down into the crater. It took us about 20 minutes to walk across the sea of sand, ...
... said - "ah Gubeng Station". I sounded to me like he said
it the same way I said it. Anyway he pointed a few times and I thought I
understood him. After waking in what seemed like circles I got to Gubeng
Station. Funny how a city of 3 million people hides their largest train
station in a poor residential neighborhood.
I really didn't want to walk back so I started asking ...
... both our spines. Very steep slopes of grey ash led down to a huge cavernous hole that was spuing large clouds of sulpher gas. Falling at Ijen would have been a cut knee or sprained ankle. Falling into Bromo would be instant death, which probably explains the look of terror on many of K's photos. A good way of describing the crater was both eerie, and mystical, it almost looked like it was breathing with a loud roaring sound. K shakily walked back down ...
... remain stationary for the next 15 minutes. Then suddenly one of them moved an arm. Then nothing for another five minutes. An episode of 24 it wasn’t! We stuck it out for about 25 minutes, but without understanding the narration and with the lack of on-screen action, we gave up on our attempt at local culture. Our becak driver had waited for us whilst we visited the palace, and then took us on to a batik art gallery, a restaurant for lunch, a gelato shop for dessert, and ...