The sunrise expedition

Trip Start Jan 22, 2010
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Trip End Mar 22, 2010


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Yogyakarta

Flag of Indonesia  , Java,
Friday, January 29, 2010

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It was supposed to be a loooong day. In the evening we were flying out to our dream island – Bali. Before then we were going for a sunrise escapade to Borobudur temple. In order to get there for the sunrise, we were rise and shine at.. 3am. The convincing power of Kiki is very impressive, she managed to get 12 (!!!) of her friends to come along with us. We drove in 3 cars. [For the ones that are interested – there are also trains going from Yogyakarta to Borobudur; for more information seach for the web or askat the local hostel.] We got to a bottom of a hill and a local guy was going to guide us to the top. He had one spare seat on his motorbike. Kiki told me: "hop on, Bognie!" Her and her friends were going to follow us on feet. Kiki knew there was not much time left to the sunrise and wanted to make sure that I`d see it. I rode the bike with the stranger in the front, skipping and jumping over the gaps and holes of the narrow road. After a while the guy pulled over and told me that the rest of our way we had to walk. He ran in front of me, while I was trying to follow him. When I got to the top, I thought I`d cough out my lungs. Where was my condition gone? It was about 5.30 am and the dawn was just kicking in. I had a few min before the sun rising up, thus I had time to gain my breath back and take the photography equipment out of my bag.

The first rays of light started to shine through slowly. A few guys from our troop, including Kiki, had shown up. (I really have no clue how did they manage to run such a long distance in such a short period of time?!?) The sun was shining through a mountain, shyly at first, then with its full power. The whole area was sinking in orange, yellow and green. The sky became intense blue. The Borobudur temple was majestically showing its shape from a certain distance. It was truly one of the most breathtaking views I have ever seen.

After an hour or so, we gathered ourselves and the equipment together and started going down. The bike guy let me go with him again (being “boole” doesn`t have to be that bad at all ;)) At the end I gave the guy a tip – needless to say it was his “job”, giving him bread. Afterwards the whole our troop drove to the temple itself. The entrance to the temple was divided in two: the one for the Indonesians, and the one with a huge banner “International visitors center”. I had a feeling and shared it with Kiki, that for being “International” I was probably going to pay like 5 times more. I paid for my ticket 15$. Kiki and her friends paid… 1$ each!!! At that moment I wished I`d had a dark hair and Asian eyes :o). The price of my ticket included a “free” coffee and a small bottle of water.

I was glad the temple is worth 15$. It was made from a few floors - levels. You could climb them all the way straight to the top, or walk spiral around each of them. You have to walk clocwise though – going anti-clockwise might turn you to the evil powers. The temple is beautiful and doesn`t have a roof. On the top of it there are sort of cones in a shape of bells. By 9 or 10am the sun was shining to the full and everyone got really hungry. We decided to come back.

We pulled over by a local tavern. The tables were simple, with wooden benches around them. The walls were decorated by different calendars. The restroom was truly disguisting and smelly, with a hole as a toilet. The soup made of fish and rice that Kiki ordered for me was pretty good though. A bit spicy, but filling. The Indonesians have very different flavours from us, Europeans. I`d say that their diet is based on rice, chicken and fish. Kiki even said once that “rice is her weakness”. Probably that's why her and Asians in general have such a beautiful, radiant skin. I couldn`t believe, how cheap the meal was - the plate of soup did cost about 0,3 $! And imagine I would have never eaten in that tavern, simply because I`d have never found that place, if I hadn`t been there with Kiki!

I slept through most of our journey back to Yogya, snoring from time to time in my seat. I admire Kiki, as a driver she had to have her eyes wide open all the time. After we got back, she still had to pack for our weekend away and prepare to her afternoon lesson (except for being a student, Kiki also teaches English in a private school). As soon as we got to our plane, she fell into deep sleep and slept through the whole, 1-hour flight to Bali…


POLSKI:

To mial byc dluuugi dzien. Wieczorem lot na wymarzona wyspe Bali, ale najpierw... wyprawa do swiatyni Borobudur, na wschod slonca. Aby dotrzec tam na wschod slonca, musialysmy wstac... o 3 nad ranem. Dar przekonywania Kiki jest imponujacy - poza nami, namowila jeszcze dwunastu (!!) znajomych, aby przylaczyli sie do nas. Pojechalismy wiec na trzy samochody. Podroz z Yogyakarty zajela nam chyba ok. 2h. [Dla zainteresowanych – wiem, ze z Yogyakarty jezdza do Borobudur pociagi – poszperajcie w internecie lub spytajcie w miejscowym hostelu.] Dojechalismy do wzgorza i tam miejscowy chlopak mial nam wskazac droge na szczyt. Mial jedno miejsce wolne na siedzeniu pasazera swojego motora. Kiki powiedziala: "Bogna, wskakuj!" Ona i jej przyjaciele  mieli dojsc do nas na piechote. Kiki wiedziala, ze do wschodu slonca zostalo niewiele czasu i chciala sie upewnic, ze go zobacze. Pojechalam wiec z nieznajomym na motorze, wąska i kręta drogą, przekakując dziury i wertepy. Po jakims czasie chlopak stwierdzil, ze dalej trzeba isc na nogach. Pognal przede mna, a ja probowalam za nim nadazyc. Gdy dotarlam na szczyt, myslalalam, ze pluca mi wypruje. Gdzie sie podziala moja kondycja??? Ale widok byl wart. Byla chyba 5.30 rano, nastawal swit. Do wschodu pozostalo kilka minut - w sam raz na zlapanie oddechu i wyjecie sprzetu fotograficznego z plecaka.

Powoli zaczely pokazywac sie pierwsze promienie swiatla. Zjawilo sie kilku kompanow naszej wyprawy, w tym Kiki. (Naprawde nie wiem, jak oni przebiegli taki kawal drogi w tak krotkim czasie?!?) Slonce wychodzilo zza gory, zarzac sie najpierw niesmialo, a potem coraz mocniej. Cala okolica utonela w barwach pomaranczy, zolci i zieleni. Blekit nieba stal sie intensywniejszy. Swiatynia Borobudur majestatycznie rysowala swoj kontur w oddali. Ale dostrzeglam charakterystyczne wieze. To byl naprawde jeden z najbardziej z zapierajacych widokow, jakie w zyciu widzialam.

Po godzinie zebralismy siebie i sprzet, i ruszylismy w dol. Znowu zabral mnie chlopak na motorze (bycie "bule"- bialym, wcale nie musi byc takie zle;)) Na koncu wreczylam chlopakowi napiwek - z tej "pracy" sie utrzymywal. Nastepnie cala ekipa pojechalismy do samej swiatyni. Wejscie na jej teren bylo podzielone na dwie czesci: ta dla lokalnych - Indonezyjczykow, i ta z ogromnym szyldem "Centrum obslugi turystów międzynarodowych". Powiedzialam Kiki, ze za bycie "miedzynarodowa" zaplace za bilet pewnie z 5 razy wiecej. Zaplacilam 15$. Kiki i jej paczka zaplacili... po 1$!!! W tamtej chwili zalowalam, ze nie mam ciemnych wlosow i skosnych oczu :o). Ale za to dostalam "darmowa" kawe i mala butelke wody...

Dobrze, ze sama swiatynia warta byla tych 15$. Sklada sie z kilku kondygnacji - poziomow. Mozesz od razu wspiac sie na sama gore, albo przejsc spiralnie, na okolo. Musisz jednak isc zgodnie z kierunkiem wskazowek zegara - pojscie w odwrotna strone mogloby skierowac cie ku ciemnym mocom. Swiatynia jest piekna i nie ma dachu jako takiego. Na samej gorze znajduja sie stozki w ksztalcie dzwonow. Okolo godz. 9tej czy 10tej rano slonce niezle juz przypiekalo, i wszyscy zrobili sie bardzo glodni. Zdecydowalismy wracac.

Po drodze wstapilismy do miejscowej gospody. Stoly byly proste, z drewnianymi lawkami wokol, sciany zdobily kalendarze. Lazienka byla prawdziwie obskorna i smierdzaca - z dziura w podlodze zamiast toalety. Ale zupa ryzowo-rybna, ktora zamowila mi Kiki, byla calkiem niezla. Troche ostra, ale pożywna. Indonezyjczycy maja zupelnie inne smaki niz Europejczycy. Generalnie ich dieta jest dosyc pikantna, ryzowo-kurczakowo-rybna. Kiki nawet kiedys stwierdzila, ze "ryz to jej slabosc". Pewnie dlatego ona i generalnie Azjaci maja taka piekna cere. Nie moglam uwierzyc, jak tani byl ten posilek. Porcja zupy kosztowala mniej niz 1zl! I nie zjadlabym tam, po prostu w zyciu nie znalazlabym tego miejsca, gdybym nie byla z Kiki!
Droge powrotna w wiekszosci przespalam, pochrapujac na swoim siedzeniu. Podziwiam Kiki, bo jako kierowca musiala byc czujna przez caly czas. Po powrocie musiala jeszcze spakowac sie na nasz weekend poza domem i przygotowac sie do popoludniowej lekcji (Kiki, poza studiowaniem, naucza angielskiego w prywatnej szkole). Gdy tylko usiadlysmy w samolocie, biedna padla i przespala caly, godzinny lot na Bali...
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yaya24682006
yaya24682006 on

Hi, my name is yaya. I am study about heritage sites for Borobudur and Prambanan right now.
I was wondering before you went to Indonesia Borobudr and Pambanan, where your information comes from was. Were you used the wikitravel or other web site to search your information about Borobudur and Prambanan?

And what were you looking for or experience in those two heritage? What's the most attract you in Borobudur and Prambanan?

Are you go there in 2010? Did you see the manager asked tourist wear batik sarongs and rubber sandals ?

I really need your information! Thank you for your apply!!!

Yaya

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