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Merbabu – Mountain of Ash
The vulcano Merbabu (meru=mountain, abu=ash) is the twin vulcano of Merapi, and just 10 km away. Unlike Merapi, Merbabu is not an active vulcano and not dangerous. Starting point for this adventure is again the village of Selo. But this tiem we want to hike down on the other side of the mountain, so we don´t go by motorbike. Instead we reach Selo by a mix of bus, hitchiking and walking.
The vulcano Merapi (meru = mountain, api = fire) is one of the most dangerous and active vulcanos in the world. It is situated 35 km north of Yogyakarta and easy reachable for a small adventure. A friend of mine from the froghouse and I grab a tent, warm cloth, some food and water and make our way to Selo, a village situated at the foot of the mountain.
Ramadan is the ninth month of the Islamic lunar calendar and the fasting month of Muslims. In the Koran is written that it is forbidden to consume food, drinks and cigarettes between sunrise and sunset. Sex and drunkenness are also prohibited. At the end of Ramadan the fast breaking feast, Eid al-fitr, is celebrated for 3 days. Together with Eid al-Adha it is the most important holiday of the Muslims.
Java, May/June 2014
For me it is difficult sometimes to establish new friendships. Too short are the encounters with people. Often only a few minutes or hours, at best an entire evening or a day or two. As a traveler you are more open to people and things, and conversations can get on a personal level easily. You talk openly about everything, everyone knows that the time together is limited. But even though I’ve learned to get very close with someone in a short time – can real friendship develop in such a short time?
Sumatra, May 2014
Actually, I don`t like policemen or soldiers or other persons of authority and, if possible, I try to stay away from them. I remember the encounter with the secret police in Iran or a situation in India, when a police officer tried to intimidate me and demanded money. And of course the events in Myanmar. My aversion is not directly against these people (there are also nice policemen) but against the function they fulfill in society or the state and what that does to them.
(Thanks to Andy for helping with the translation)
To be on the road with a bicycle is not always nice and it is not always easy. Actually, every day is exhausting. I always notice my muscles and I´m tired in the evening. Unless it’s only downhill with a tailwind and on a good road with no traffic, conditions which are extremely rare.
I like to show photos of secluded camp spots, spectacular landscapes, and I like to tell about great people I meet and the many good experiences.
But if you are like me and try to go every kilometer by bicycle, then taking routes that are not exactly enjoyable can`t be avoided. The Trans-Sumatra Highway is one of them.
Here I present my findings from the roads in Malaysia. I guess my desire to collect comes from my father. He too keeps everything what could be useful some day and can´t let go easily of things. Fortunatly I don´t have a loft or cellar to store things, but only my bags. So the space to keep things is limited.