A Sunrise At The End of The World

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There have been quite a few moments where I’ve seen things that made me hold my breath. This moment is one of them. 

If I wanted to know what the end of the world looked like — or at least the surface of the moon — I would think of Gunung Bromo.


Getting to Gunung Bromo


Hire a guy and take the 3 hour drive from the city of Surabaya, and you’ll come upon a village/security checkpoint:


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After registration and paying an entrance fee, we booked a jeep that agreed to take us to two of the main mountains.


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After coming upon the foot of Gunung Penanjakan, we fumble with our flashlights up a flight of stairs.


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After climbing the stairs, we found the viewpoint of Mount Penanjakan:


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We then waited 3 hours for the sunrise.


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The dawn

 

The pictures speak for themselves.

 

After taking it all in, we drove our jeep down to the foot of Mount Bromo (a bone-jarring ride on a pothole-infested road almost worse than that of our drive up to the Batad saddle back in the Philippines).

 

There we not only saw what the end of the world could look like — we experienced it.

 

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Getting out the jeep, we get hit by the smell of sulfur.


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Ladies and Gentlemen…the end of the world.


Looking behind us

 

So a summary of our plan to Gunung Bromo:

  1. Start our drive from Surabaya at 11pm,
  2. Arrive at a security checkpoint/village at 2am
  3. Booked a jeep and reached Mount Penanjakan at 3am
  4. Waited for sunrise until 5am
  5. Drove to the foot of Gunung Bromo at 7am
  6. Cclimbed up and stayed at the volcano until 8am
  7. Returned to the village at 9am
  8. Drove back to Surabaya in a huge rainstorm and arrived there at 1pm

Upon returning to Surabaya, I decided to take a side detour to visit Little Arabia and the Mesjid Ampel mosque:

 

 

After that detour, we then hopped on a 5 hour train to Yogyakarta. This is where things got a little weird.

After disembarking our train from Surabaya, I followed up on a Facebook message from Naomi Bishop, a high school classmate of mine whom I haven’t talked to in over 5 years —  she saw on this blog that I was headed to Yogyakarta and excitedly informed me that I was heading to the town where she was born and raised (I had no idea until she told me). She then encouraged me to stay at her former residence and gave the contact information of the guy she sold her place to — a Mr. Rudy Pesik — and said that he would be more than accommodating to let us crash.

After a confusing strings of being lost-in-translation with some of the locals around the train station, we managed to borrow a cell phone from a random bystander named Sebastien and dialed up Mr. Pesik. When he picked up his phone (luckily for us since it was in the middle of the night), he told us he sadly wasn’t in the area and was instead on a business trip in Jakarta. However, after a bit of consideration he invited us to stay if we were friends with Naomi and then told our new friend Sebastien the directions to his place. Sebastien then graciously redirected us to his friend waiting nearby with a car (sounds sketchy I know) and we then drove out way there.

We arrived after 45 min of driving and we suddenly realized  that this was no ordinary residence and that Mr. Rudy Pesik was no ordinary man. Apparently the residence is nicknamed by Indonesians as the “The Palace” and Mr. Rudy Pesik is kind of a big deal. For those of you too lazy to Google his name, Mr. Pesik is an owner of over 70 companies in over 15 countries and most prominently the CEO of PT Birotika Semesta, the Indonesian partner of DHL International. He’s a worldwide figure. There are pretty much pictures of him with Bill and Hillary Clinton in his bathroom. To think us mortal backpackers would be associated with his name by sheer dumb luck was too much to comprehend.

Oh, and his place is absolutely — for a lack of a better word — majestic.

 

My bedroom

The dining room

The #2 Dining Room

The courtyard outside my bedroom

View from my balcony

Another part of the balcony


This has to be one of the most sleepless experiences of our trip; not only did we get no sleep in reaching Gunung Bromo, but we’re also not going to get any sleep in hitting up Borobudur and Prambanan…our taxi picks us up in 2 hours at 3:30am. SWEET. Sleep is for the weak.

- At time of posting in Yogyakarta, Indonesia, it was 84.2 °F -

Humidity: 89% | Wind Speed: 1km/hr | Cloud Cover: chance of thunderstorms

Sunrise... and No Sleep!
Surabaya to Yogyakarta

6 Comments

  1. + so was the sunrise better in person or in pictures ;)

  2. wait where are the pictures of the palace you stayed in??

  3. because the hardest part is to decide to go. So decide. Then GO.

  4. Calvin, these pictures are AMAZING!!! Gunung Bromo = Moon’s surface, agreed. I love how every other post is you, serving yet another historic monument/ population of people/ country/ everything. =)

  5. I sort of felt some of the pictures could only be CGI or taken from another planet…. so why am I working again in a cold lab while you’re out and about?

    Keep up the great work on posting your journies! I love reading this :D

  6. I love love LOVE these pictures! It makes me feel like i’m there with you guys. I hope I get to these places live before I die. Thank you for sharing these with us. Im gonna have to go with u on the next backpacking trip. Seriously, these pics are amazing! I’m like showing them to my coworkers here at the office lol. Thank you! Hope to see more soon!

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