JAVA island p.II


Our following stop, at friend's friends house ;) Very helpful chaps, facilitated us a room in the flat and a scooter. Very kind of them, and so much easier for us! We were even picked up with a car in the halfway to their house, so nice.
From there we headed towards to the Batu Hills and to the foothill of the Anjuno-Welirang, the steamy volcano embedded in such beautiful and staggering surroundings!

yeah..graves... ^^
The most beautiful graveyards I've seen! Dutch.
getting there, slowly upwards...
foggy? cloudy? dusty?

That was our first time so close to the volcanic cone, and it was just unrepeatable! Unfortunately we didn't manage to get any closer than that (pictures below), but enjoyed it as if we had done it!

Anjuno in the background
ominously steaming peak

Mosque, always in the heart of every village,
 town or a city
fairytale hills^^
Fine number!, just 11.111 km from our home-town :)

And obviously what mostly took our breaths away and shook us incomparably to anything else we have seen so far was BROMO volcano. 
Out-of-this-world views, moon-alike landscape and the ash floating around with such a velocity, wow! Swirl of air forming little tornadoes over the extending mounds of volcanic residues and, further down, over the meadows, and dusty sand storm soaking us up impeding our way through to the foothill of the volcano.
Bromo, the first one we had just at hand, climbed up on the crater and looked down towards the vast steamy hole in the cone's neck. It was exhaling so much steam and the sound of it, incredible. We were there, gazing down motionless, utterly stunned!

Some of the Bromo's highlights:

on the way to the foothills of Bromo...

it's getting dusty...almost there it seems.
up to the clouds, to the top!
astounding, out-of-this-planet views!

heavily steaming insides

It's unbelievable how diverse our Earth is, until you don't see with your own eyes what's actually around you, you'd never know (as simple as that). We were there, face to face with an unpredictable volcano murmuring upon us, steaming out loads of white, dense cloud and releasing such an overwhelming sound of boiling water one just thinks it's got such a great power that wiping us out of this planet might be just a matter of coincidence. What if I rolled down the slope there, in the crater, falling just in the middle of the volcanic's jaws? We are such tiny little things, fragile and weak. It's nice to feel the power of nature so close, to realize how powerful and mighty it is, and how much depends on it. It's not us who rules the world, at the very end, it'd be nice if everyone could feel it at least once in a while in his/her life, I reckon. It'd be educative and eyes-opening enough to keep it in mind in everyday life, to live it in consent with what surrounds us and respect a little bit more. Traveling in Asia gives one a wider perspective on how in-depth the surface of the planet we live on is used up, depleted of fertility, biodiversity and how much deprived of water resources. People use resources so unevenly it goes beyond our perception! Facing so many inequalities, on every corner, I recurrently think of owning a piece of land, becoming self-reliant and staying aloof from all the world's maze, living consciously within the natural environment, as everyone should. Trees and workable land is all we need, like, really. Well, sooner or later am gonna end up as my own lot's creator and carer, ha!

Another spectacular and transcendentally pampering our senses place we visited was: IJEN
Sulfur's yielding spot and a great crater with steamy turquoise water. Whenever in Java – it has to be on must-see list, just as Bromo, definitely! A long, steep way up, rewarded with magnificent and indescribable views though. Horrible and heart-breaking is to see those men carrying loads of sulphur in heavy lumps in their baskets, upon their shoulders, plodding along in their wellingtons. Sweat dripping down your face and those incredible men ardently and vividly pacing up and down, either carrying sulfur on their shoulders or pulling it along behind them on the trolleys, just unbelievable. And the worst part is actually not this, the whole 'fun' begins once reaching the lake, in the heart of Ijen. Foggy and horribly dense steam comes out of the slopes, through the pipes placed along, wherein the sulfur emerges at the surface, dripping out and percolating out soon to be collected by those hardworking men. They are surrounded with this itchy and acrid steam, which one suffocates with whenever the cloud comes by, and they seemingly bravely get through this toil without reproaches and complaints... Yeah, people shouldn't work this way. Very touching and giving a lot to think through once again.

a hard way up, for some, a tougher way down...

almost there... 

loads of sulfur

A joker stoker. A supervisor or what?
puffing and steaming relentlessly...

People shouldn't work like this....


tough to watch, how tough it must be to withstand this??

we made it for the sunset!

Did you hear about erupting volcanoes here in Java, lately? Well, we were just next by, it happened;) (nothing to be worried about, just fumes and ash – very 'silty' ones, and annoying as well, cause settles everywhere..). 
Here it is, on the background of Ijen (the other side, on the way down):

Mt Raung
really weird feeling to have it 'at hand'

Next : BALI! 


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