Die "Papatour" ging in Jakarta los, wo ich ihn vom Flughafen abgeholt habe. Es war ein komisches Gefühl ihn nach langer Zeit wiederzusehen. Auch wenn sein rechtes Bein ein wenig lahmte (Muskelfaserriss), He was still his usual self and we have (fortunately) is equal to recognize =)
Because it's not a lot to see in Jakarta, we went directly to Pekalongan. I've noticed clear how the many new impressions einprasselten to Dad, as he watched spellbound as part and hardly approachable from the train window. Since I immediately thought: "So it must be me gone well at the beginning." Meanwhile, my people, landscapes, houses, streets and alleys but are already so familiar to me everything "normal" is displayed.
the hairdresser under the tree
In Pekalongan he is right on the next morning under the tree went to a barber and has had his hair cut in an unusual way (I do not mean the hair, came out of it =).
Then I showed him the beach, presented my band and taken him in my school. We spoke with the principal and presented gifts from Germany. Ever the teacher, he took over in class 6a sometimes be in command (how could it be otherwise?) Pimperl command.
Pimperl command in 6a
After this insight into the Indonesian school system, we have directly in the path made to Yogyakarta. Since it Putri not really exist, we could cancel the visit to her family and the surrender of the bride gifts of the agenda.
As luck would have it, but we met old friends. And when I say old, I mean it. Namely, when we were on their way to the hotel, we heard javenesische traditional sounds that came from one of the houses. They came from the "Opaband" I was already met in November . We then set it and listened attentively.
Yet it was relatively early to bed because we were picked up the next morning at half past four in the morning. We had booked a tour that is taking us to the cultural should bring treasures of Java. In the area of \u200b\u200bYogyakarta Borobudur and Prambanan are found with two temples, which were declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
Borobudur at dawn
an impressive landscape and atmosphere offered to us then at Borobudurtempel. The moment when the first rays of sunlight were disappearing slowly down the hard-lying fog and nature back to life, I will not soon forget. The many Buddha statues, ornaments and detailed the huge monument in the seventh century were unique.
Even the Prambanan temple was impressive, but unfortunately due to repair work only partially accessible.
evening we went through Yogyakarta and have walked the ruins of the old water castle seen where people now have their homes built. So it happens that you arrange to meet at dawn to play volleyball between the old gates, walls and tunnels.
A nice atmosphere!
After quite a long journey the next day, offered to us in the cold night, a mysterious image. We just arrived at our hotel, from which there is a direct view of the still active volcano Bromo. There lay this smoking crater and dark secret in a vast landscape.
it was cold up there!
We could not wait until we have the Jeep the next morning, or rather still in the same night to fetch close to four. It was so cold, as I have never experienced in Indonesia. A long trousers were compulsory, two t-shirts, a hooded sweater, a jacket and my Sarung freestyle and socks in the sandals a typical German fashion disaster.
We went along with four other similar level through the desert and finally reached an adjacent hill, from which one has the best view of Bromo and some other volcanoes. But what struck us first, was not Bromo, later his should have a major presence, but the moon that was just about to go down shimmering orange. I do not know if I've ever seen one before moonset. Is that even possible in Germany? Or you have to be near the equator?
Then he was in any event, the legendary and beloved by locals ancient volcano. At dawn he was and know too well, especially his great column of smoke. The silhouettes of the surrounding volcanoes gave himself known. In the vast plain was dense fog. The individual crater rose like islands from the sea of \u200b\u200bfog. So I ask myself Java from its original state. If now a dragon would be there long, and trotted a few fire fountains would have made, doubts would not have come to mind.
The next sunrise was just incredible. Night and day, fog and sunshine, gloom and colors, cold and warmth offered for duels and the winner was yet another. Against the sublime in terms of Bromo charisma and grandeur, nobody wins. The panoramic picture speaks for itself.
Bromo at sunrise
What we have seen in Bali and the Gili Islands, you see after the next mouse =)
But you can already out the photos of "Daddy Tour" . View
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