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Central Java

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  • Day37

    Wir haben so viel davon gehört und gelesen, also wollten wir uns das „traditionelle Herz“ von Bali natürlich nicht durch die Lappen gehen lassen. Nachdem wir also beschlossen haben die Zeit des Wartens zu überbrücken, hat uns Ponidi ( der Onkel einer Angestellten aus dem letzten Resort) am Morgen abgeholt und uns für umgerechnet 30 Euro sicher nach Ubud gebracht. In den 2,5h Stunden lernten wir uns dann auch recht schnell kennen und merkten, dass Ponidi ein ziemlich lustiger und augeschlossener Einheimischer ist. Über Standardfragen hinaus, lernten wir Ihn und sein Leben besser kennen und er unseres auch. Eine der besten Fahrten die wir je hatten. Er war stets umsorgt, auch in Anbetracht, dass wir ein komplettes Gebirge passieren mussten. So tauschten Caro und ich dann auch die Plätze, weil der Magen in den engen Kurven und steilen Anstiegen sich nicht so ganz anpassen wollte :P
    Er brachte uns dann direkt zur Monkey Forest Street und vorallem zu einem mega schönen und bezahlbaren Hotel direkt in der Mitte. DIE Strasse in Ubud. Klar touristisch, aber total angenehm , mit vielen kleinen Shops und traditionellem Handwerk.
    Auf unserer Fahrt dorthin haben wir dann Nummern ausgestauscht und gleich einen Termin 3 Tage später vereinbart. Also Abholservice, wieder zum Immigration Office-.- und wenn alles glatt läuft gleich weiter zurück in den Süden. Und auf dem Rückweg sollten wir dann noch bei einigen Sehenswürdigkeiten anhalten. Ich kann an der Stelle sagen, dass es nicht glatt lief. :D und die Pläne sich erneut geändert haben. Flexibilität wird hier übrigens Fett, kursiv und unterstrichen geschrieben.
    Am ersten Abend nach unserer Ankunft, sind wir gleich mal durch die Shoppingmeile geschlendert und haben uns auf dem Rückweg Karten für einen Balinesischen Tanzabend gekauft. Das war die Reise nach Ubud schon allein wert. Wirklich 1,5h Stunden mit einem „Orchester“ und abgefahreren Kostümen. Eindrücke seht ihr unten. Danach war uns selber nach tanzen bzw. Bar/Club. Es ließ sich aber nichts gescheihtes finden. Bis Caro in einer Nebenstrasse live Sounds hörte. Also ab hin da. Es war sooo ein lustiger Abend mit den 4 Jungs der Band. Erst mussten alle auftauen mit 1-10 Bintang und danach haben wir sogar alle zusammen gesungen. Einfach gut.
    Für den Tag danach stand ausschlafen und nüchtern werden auf dem Programm und der Monkey Forest. Wenn wir doch schon beim Duschen die Affen vor unserem Fenster sehen, müssen wir auch mal in den Park. Wieder ein einmaliges Erlebnis. Gleich nach 5m hinter dem Eingang, saß auch schon der erste Affe auf Caro´s Haupt. Wie frech und zutraulich diese Makaken sind, hätten wir beide nicht gedacht. (Randinfo: Also der Park wird so natrülich erhalten wie möglich. Das heißt, der ursprüngliche Regenwald wurde so erhalten und der Mensch wird sozusagen von den Affen akzeptiert. Es gibt 5 verschiedene Territorien, mit 5 unterschiedlichen Lebensräumen. Wenn also eine Gang ins andere Gebiet zum Baden will, kann es schon mal zum Streit kommen)
    Da es dann auch Regenwaldtypisch mit Gießen begonnen hat, verweilten wir 2 Stunden dort und haben uns ein trockenes Plätzchen gesucht.
    Der letzte Tag in Ubud wurde dann mit „Butterflypark“, einer Silbermanufaktur und einem Tempel mit Höhle gefüllt. Anfangs war ich etwas genervt, weil Schmetterlinge jetzt nicht zu der Gattung Tiere zählen die ich am liebsten mag, aber schlussendlich war es eine hoch interessante Erfahrung und ein farbenfrohes Spektakel. Danach ging es dann weiter zur Silbermanufaktur. Zugegeben es war mehr Kaffeefahrt Stil. Viel Show and Shine, aber kein Indonesier der Welt kauft dort irgendetwas. Wir als Touris konnten uns das aber keineswegs entgehen lassen :D
    Nach diesem grandiosen Erlebis kam die letzte Station. „Goa Gajah“. Ja, von aussen eben wie ein Tempel, also nichts was einen abends nicht einschlafen lässt, mit der einzigen Besonderheit, dass in der Anlage eine kleine Höhle war.
    Dann wieder von dort nach Hause. Also GoJek bestellt und Richtung Hotel. Der gute Mann hat uns dann einen Kilometer vorher raus gelassen, weil er wohl nicht in die Strasse fahren durfte. Es gäbe Stress, weil er kein lizensierter Fahrer ist. Gut. ;D also Bier holen und laufen. :D
    So haben wir dann den Abend auch ausklingen lassen und noch ein wenig Bauchschmerzen gehabt, ob Ponidi uns am nöchsten Morgen wirklich um 6.30Uhr abholt. Das heißt ja immerhin für Ihn um 5 aus dem Norden Balis losfahren.
    Er kam. Puh.
    Also die ganze Tour wieder zurück zum sch**ß Office. Wie schon kurz angedeutet, konnten wir unsere Pässe nicht mitnehmen. Wäre ja auch zu schön gewesen. Das einzige Wort was ich behalten habe. „Processing“
    Also noch eine Nacht in Lovina. Ponidi war weiterhin gut gelaunt und hat uns direkt die nächste Unterkunft empfohlen. Auch wieder spitze gewesen dort und so konnten wir auch noch unsere Sachen aus Java entgegen nehmen. Wir hatten die ja zu spät zur Laundry gegeben und die wurden uns hinterher geschickt. Eigentlich war das Lieblingskleid und die neuen T-shirts schon abgeschrieben. Also jede blöde Situation hat auch was Gutes. Am nöchsten Morgen stand wieder der beste Taxifahrer pünktlich vor der Tür und ein letztes mal zum Office. We made it. Pässe sind wieder bei uns. Gott sei dank. Next Station: Canggu

    SURRRRRFFFFEEENNN

    Caro//Ruben
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  • Day59

    The middle of the contract! Another 70 days to go!
    The first glimpse of Indonesia? Omg, these people are really poor. Despite this, humans tend to be very friendly, and creative! When did u see a sewing machine mounted on a Motor - trycycle? Or a grocery store? Or somebody cleaning the street with a broom?

  • Day11

    Up at 3 am today to watch the sunrise over the Borobudur temple from a hill a bit further away.....to cloudy so no real sunrise but still very impressive! Met some great people on the trip and spend the rest of the day with Maria (singer from France)

    Went to the spa in the afternoon; 2.5 hours of treatments for 175.000 rupiah = about 10 pounds! Amazing! Did some more (window) shopping and only just made it home! Long but fun day!Read more

  • Day20

    Yet another early start, as our alarms went off at 3:45! As I was waking up I could hear people in the corridor which seemed very strange, I'm so used to Australian and Western hotels being ultra quiet during the night (generally speaking at least). But I realised why when we got down to the lobby to meet our driver - the restaurant was packed, with more people than I'd ever seen in any of our hotel restaurants before! All the Muslim families were having their pre-fast meal, which is embarassingly obvious when you think about it.

    Our driver was waiting so we hopped straight in - we were the last pick-up so we headed immediately for Borobudur temple, about an hour north-west of Jogja. Not much to report other than the food carts were all out in the street with people eating before sunrise, and it was busier out than I expected. Other than that I just dozed so I don't remember much of the actual trip.

    Arrived at Borobudur by 5am and walked straight up to the top of the temple complex. Already plenty of people up there, but not too crowded thankfully. I think they only sell a limited number of tickets for the sunrise and it's much more expensive than the regular ticket, so it's probably out of reach for most Indonesians. Got a decent spot and settled in to watch the sunrise. It was probably a little underwhelming if I'm honest, as the horizon was a little hazy and the colours just weren't as vivid as they'd been at Bromo a few days earlier. I also had the shits a bit because I was trying to do a time-lapse video with the GoPro, but gormless idiots in flourescent outfits kept on standing in front of the camera! Overall it was a good experience and I'm glad we did it, but I wouldn't bother doing the sunrise again.

    Once the sun was fully up we set about exploring the temple and surrounds. This was probably the best part, as only a couple of additional tours arrive after sunrise until after breakfast, and the sunrise crowd was now spread out over the whole temple rather than clustered at the pinnacle.

    A bit of context - Borobudur is the world's largest Buddhist temple, and was constructed in the 8th century! That makes it a similar age to the Hagia Sofia, and significantly older than most of the famous sights in Europe outside of Rome. It fell into disuse around the 14th century when most of Java converted to Islam and was mostly buried in volcanic ash and jungle, and it wasn't until the British ruled Java briefly in the 17th century that it was excavated. Hard to imagine what they must have felt on uncovering it, real Indiana Jones type stuff!

    It's arranged into 9 levels, with the lower levels covered in inscriptions and bas-reliefs depicting various scenes from Buddha's life, along with examples of Buddhist laws and stories. We spent the better part of an hour wandering around the lower levels, marveling at the detail of the carvings and how well-preserved they were. We also returned to the top to look at the view in full daylight, and take a few photos of the bell-shaped stupas which Borobudur is most famous for.

    We had to be back at the nearby cafe by 8-8:30 for a quick breakfast that we'd already paid for, as straight afterwards we were going on a cycling tour of the local area! We ate (nothing spectacular), and then waited. And waited. And waited. Our driver and the cycling guide were both nearby, but apparently there was another couple of the cycling tour that weren't ready yet. By 9:30 I was about to start convincing the guides to just start without them, but they finally showed up! Apparently their ride from Jogja had arrived quite late and they'd had to rush around the temple a bit. A young couple from Ireland; once I'd gotten over my annoyance at their lack of punctuality I warmed up to them and they were actually quite nice.

    Cycling trip underway, we set off straight into traffic which was a little daunting! But despite the chaos, people are actually pretty reasonable - they don't give you much space but it's probably better than cycling in Sydney where bogans yell out the windows about how only faggots ride bikes and so on.

    First stop was a local market in the nearby town of Borobudur (yes the temple takes its name from the nearby town). According to our guide the market was normally fairly quiet and sleepy, but as today is the last day of Ramadan it was absolutely packed with people buying produce and supplies for their feasts tonight and tomorrow. Sort of like taking someone to Myer a couple of days before Christmas I guess! The market was full of fruits and vegetables, "fresh" meat (in the sense that its been freshly killed) and plenty of still-clucking chickens. Several stalls where people were selling farmed catfish - they kept them alive in tubs of water so they don't just sit out in the heat. At one point a catfish jumped out of a tub and started crawling across the market street!

    Very hot, very noisy, very crowded and very chaotic, but a great experience. Back on our bikes we turned down a few side streets and soon were in the rice fields that surround the temple. Fairly easy riding for the most part as it's on a flat plain, though there were a couple of small hills. Here we just around for a while, through little villages and along tiny streets, past the occasion shop and of course the always present rice fields. A few fields were growing other stuff too - tobacco, chillies, cabbages, papayas, bananas.

    Next stop was a local pottery workshop where a family just made bowls, stupas and other pottery items in their home. We all had a go at making a stupa which proved amusing - I was very awful at it as you'd expect!

    We stayed here for an hour or so chatting with the family and relaxing after our cycling exertions, but eventually got back on our bikes and headed back to Borobudur town to meet up again with the driver by around 2pm. We were all very tired by now but it had been a great ride. Hard to think of where all the time had gone, but we really enjoyed it!

    Passed the time on the ride back to Jogja by chatting with the Irish couple, they were in Indonesia for a couple of weeks for a holiday but were living and working for a year teaching English in Dubai. They both seemed reasonably well-travelled and were good to chat to.

    Back at the hotel we both showered and had a nap. We intended to go down to the Hotel Ibis rooftop bar on Malioboro Street to watch the sunset (and people launching end of Ramadan fireworks), but we woke up quite late and had to really hustle. Got a motorised pedalcab which was quite an experience since you sit in the front rather than behind the driver! Made it to the Ibis on Malioboro Street about 15 minutes before sunset, only to discover that the rooftop bar was actually in a different Hotel Ibis a couple of streets away! A very brisk walk and elevator ride, we made it to the other Hotel Ibis rooftop bar just in time to watch the sun set, though we needn't have bothered since it was hazy and the sun just sort of disappeared near the horizon.

    But it was still a nice stop, and we had a cocktail each while watching random fireworks shoot off around the city and listening to the muezzins do their thing (allahu ackbah x 12 officially marks the end of Ramadan and the commencement of Eid-al-Fitr or Idul Fitre as it's called here).

    Back out into the streets and the warm night air, neither of us were particularly hungry since we'd had a late room service lunch around 3pm. We contented ourselves with some satay sticks from a food cart (8 sticks for a dollar = bargain, though they aren't huge chunks of meat like you get in Australia) and then a pastry from a BreadTop imitation chain. Considered having an ice cream too, but the gelato place we'd seen a couple of days earlier was closed so we just walked back to the hotel, stopping briefly at a cafe for an iced tea/hot chocolate on the way.

    Spent a bit of time doing some planning in the evening since we'd gotten back to the hotel by 8pm. Today is the 5th and we have one more full day here in Jogja before a day of train travel to Jakarta on the 7th. Originally we were only planning on spending two days in Jakarta (it's apparently a polluted concrete jungle) before heading elsewhere, but our flight from Jakarta to Singapore isn't until the 15th. We were hoping to head for Raja Ampat in West Papua for a few days in between, but according to the internet July/August is the worst time of year to head there (heaviest rainfall and strongest wind), so not great conditions for snorkelling. Decided to put it off for another time.

    So we decided to just spend the full 7 nights in Jakarta, taking it easy. Although we've definitely done a lot of chilling out, Shandos has fallen well behind in her work and I've got enough footage for another two videos that I haven't had time to produce yet. So we booked a nice semi-fancy hotel in downtown Jakarta with good business facilities, and we'll just spend some time working and doing non-travelling things. I realise that taking a holiday from a holiday sounds ridiculous, but there aren't many things about this lifestyle that aren't ridiculous!
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  • Day2

    Jepara is a small port town where you will stop only if you're on your way to Karimunjawa Island. This is why I was there. It's a very small place and if you stay on the beach like I did then food options are limited. I was ok for water with my life straw bottle but for the food I had to use the restaurant in my Jepara Marina Bungalows. It was actually really nice, just a bit expensive for Indonesia. But it's not a big deal, nobody stays there too long. And I could sunbathe on the pier and watch a beautiful sunset. And the hotel was very nice. I would definitely stay there again if I was going back to Karimunjawa.Read more

  • Day19

    With the Valentine's party last night everyone was very tired this morning and it took a long time before we left the ship. Once we did we had a 40 minute shuttle bus ride. Which is the longest we've ever had. The shuttle bus took you through a very poor area where most people were asleep under whatever they could find and there were only shacks for buildings. People were walking down the middle of the road selling water and fresh fruit. Like you see at home with window washing sometimes.
    The bus dropped us off in a slightly nicer area at the visitor centre. We stayed there for a bit updating our phones and checking emails before walking down to a shopping centre. We walked through the entire things but I just bought some ice cream and a drink. We then went back to the shuttle and are now using the free wifi in the cruise terminal. There were not very many photo opportunities today.
    One of the big differences between the world cruise and regular cruises is that you go to many ports that cruise ships rarely go to. Today was an example of that. Other cruise lines occasionally go here but P&O never has before. Everyone was so excited to see us. People were taking pictures of us as we were coming and going from the cruise terminal. Kids were jumping up and down waving as the shuttle bus drove by. People are on shore are always taking pictures of the ship as it comes and goes from ports. On regular cruises the ports you go to are full of other cruise ships.
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  • Day4

    This was the highlight of my trip. The famous Borobudur temple. This World Heritage Site built way back in the 8th and 9th century AD is the largest Buddhist temple in the world. It is simply magnificent and it is a must go if you are visiting Yogyakarta.

You might also know this place by the following names:

Provinsi Jawa Tengah, Jawa Tengah, Central Java, جاوة الوسطى, Keski-Jaava, Java central, Midden-Java, Jawa Środkowa, Java Central, Provincia Java Centrală, Trung Java, 中爪哇省

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