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I was both excited and dismayed at
crossing into indonesia. I knew that this was the beginning of the end
of my travels.........for the time being. The boat from Malaysia was
delayed about three hours, as it turned out, waiting for about a hundred
or so illegal immigrants from indonesia. They were being shipped back
home. It was a telling introduction to the many problems Indonesia is
currently facing.
At arrival in Sumatra, I immediately headed north to Bukit Lawang. It
is famous for it’s Bohorok Orangutan Rehabilitation Center. It was a
long and windy trip to the park and I was glad to arrive. It was well
after dark. Although I was tired and just wanted to find a shower and
some food, the places near where I was dropped off just weren’t
acceptable. I walked for probably thirty minutes, passing about 30
different places, until I reached the last guesthouse on the trail. I
was to decided to stay there. I do this every time. The easy road is
almost never my road! But............ I’m consistent.
As I was to find out, after the economic crisis in 1997 and the
continued turmoil throughout Indonesia, the physical infrastructure in
Indonesia is well developed, but tourism has really declined
drastically. In most places I have stayed each person could have there
own hotel and restaurant. It is hard to see so many places completely
empty, except for local hangers-on.
The guesthouse where i stayed turned out to be a wonderful place. It
was very near the reserve and the orangutan feeding station. It was
right on a beautiful, clear and cool river... very refreshing in the
humid jungle. In the morning a juvenile orangutan treated me to a small
show across the river as I ate breakfast. He/she rolled around in the
grass, swung from vines, hung upside down and basically just enjoyed the
early morning. I really wanted to cross over and join the fun.
The park rehabilitates orangutans that have mostly been taken from the
wild and domesticated. This is illegal....even here. Twice a day the
park holds feeding sessions and visitors are allowed to watch. While I
was there the jungle was full of fruits and other orangutan food, so not
many came to the feedings. I was able to observe some from a distance.
They are fascinating and oh so human-like. They really know how to
relax and kick it - kind of groovy like King Louie from the Jungle
Book. At the afternoon session they had a recently released orangutan
that hung around the feeding and entertained us immensely.
I spent a few days in Bukit Lawang enjoying the jungle and the
wonderfully refreshing river. More orangutan and various monkeys
continued to entertain from across the river.
My next move was south to Brastagi, a small town in the Karo
Highlands. It is known for it’s Batak villages and traditional
architecture, it’s volcanoes and it’s cool weather. I hadn’t been cold
since early December and haven’t been since. I put pants
on....voluntarily!! I spent a few days walking around town and climbing
one of the volcanoes. It was a relatively easy climb and the landscape
was incredible on the top. I hung out on top and watched the clouds
sweep up and over the volcano for hours. Very nice! Due to the fact
that I hadn’t worn shoes for two months, even going weeks at a time
barefoot, my feet weren’t ready for my nifty new hiking boots. The
blisters led my to abort my planned attempt at the larger volcano in the
area.
Heading south, I reached Lake Toba, a beautiful crater lake with clear
blue water. It is the largest lake in all of South-East Asia......so
there!. Pulau Somosir, a large island in the middle is home to, once
again, as many restaurants and hotels, as travelers. Indonesia is cheap
anyway, but the lack of demand has really lowered prices. I ended up
taking a nice bungalow about 10 meters form the water. I had a balcony,
two floors, four beds and two baths for the grand total of $1.50 a
night. Not too bad!!
The lake was wonderful for swimming. It felt like swimming in silk
after the months spent swimming in salt water. I spent about 10 days
there, swimming, studying Bahasa Indonesia and exploring the island.
The nights were relatively cool and the days usually sunny and warm. A
little bit of rain gave me that extra incentive to really relax and
enjoy myself (aka, do nothing). The locals loved to sing and were
amazingly good. It seemed that in every restaurant and home you passed
there was a group sitting around singing and playing guitars. It was
like there was some huge music contest coming up and everybody was
entered. The small shows put on at night at local restaurants were
extremely entertaining (they REALLY got into it).
After finally pulling myself away from the beautiful waters of Lake Toba
I continued south to Bukittingi, another laid back hill town. The real
attraction was the surrounding countryside; green, lush and covered with
terraced rice fields. I spent a couple of days checking out the town,
walking around the countryside and checking out some small villages. I
saw another great local music and dance performance and spent many hours
getting my picture taken with any Indonesian with a camera. As in other
places, I often had a line of young schoolgirls waiting for their
picture with the white guy.
I took one side trip to Lake Maninjau, another crater lake, smaller, but
more dramatic than Lake Toba. The water was warmer and not as clear,
but still nice for swimming. I stayed at a small place on the lake and
after the first couple of nights was the only one staying there. The
family kind of took me in and I ate meals with them and played cards all
night. They didn’t speak much English, which forced me to use my
Bahasa Indonesia. My ability to speak and understand improved
considerably. I was so proud of myself I decided to leave the
country!!
Actually, I had to renew my visa before heading to Sulawesi. Two days
of small vans, big buses on dirty roads, a couple of boats and a ferry
got me to Singapore. I looked and felt dirtier than Singapore’s famed
clean streets. I also felt like I’d been run over. But ………. Wow,
civilization!!!!
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