It's been almost a month since our last blog post so this post will be a long one! Unfortunately, our laptop died a few weeks ago so it's been difficult to keep the blog updated as we have been. We decided to buy a new laptop in Bali so our blog posts will be more frequent again. We have been having an incredible time in Indonesia and it is turning into one of our favorite countries thus far. We started our travels on the island of Java, beautiful volcanic landscapes and some of the nicest people we've met, but we'll start from the beginning...
We took a taxi to the airport in Kuala Lumpur 
for our flight to Yogyakarta and realized quickly that were at the wrong airport. We found another taxi and within 30 minutes arrived with little time to spare before our flight. As we were scanning the gates, there were short lines at all but one with a large muslim family traveling together, over 40 people waiting in line, and sure enough that was our gate! We seemed to be the only foreigners on the plane. Arrival into Indonesia was quick and easy, even the immigration officials were all smiles. We easily found a hotel south of the Sultan's Palace and settled in, soon after hearing the beautiful calls from the mosque nearby for prayer.
Yogyakarta (called "Jogja" by the locals) is a beautiful city in south-central Java. It is primarily muslim and the people are very welcoming, always wanting to stop and chat. Shortly after our arrival we signed up for a intensive 2 day Bahasa (language) Indonesian course through a local school. We decided to take the course since we planned on spending 2 months in Indonesia and wanted to be able to communicate with the locals. Bahasa Indonesian also happens to be one of the easiest languages to learn since words are written using the same Roman characters as English and there are no tenses or special tones. After just two 6 hour days with a private tutor we felt comfortable with conversational bahasa Indonesian.
The next few days were spent going to the
Sultan's Palace (this is the only province in Indonesia that is still formally governed by a precolonial Sultanate: the Sultanate Ngayogyakarta Hadiningrat) and visiting various sites in the city. Our main transportation was by "becak" or cycle taxis (where you sit in a cart on the front of a bicycle, the driver 
pedaling in the back and plunging you into the chaotic traffic). It costs less than $2 to get anywhere in the city, depending on whether there are hills, etc. We visited the water palace and the "Bird Market", a definite highlight of Jogja. Narrow chaotic walkways filled with all types of birds, bats, lizards, cats, dogs, monkeys, rabbits, roosters, turtles, etc. All animals were for sale and we both contemplated buying the baby monkey, sitting in it's cage with those sad eyes and sucking his thumb.
We also had the opportunity to see the Ramayana ballet, based on one of the most famous tales in Hinduism, performed in a natural setting outside the Prambanan Temple, one of the largest Hindu temples in Indonesia. It also happened to be under a full moon, absolutely beautiful. 
Before leaving Jodja we decided to arrange a climb to the summit of the Merapi Volcano, one of Indonesia's most active and dangerous volcanoes. It contains an active lava dome and eruptions occur with some regularity, about every 4 years. We started by taking a bus at 10pm for 2 hours to the small town of Selo at the base of Merapi. After having some tea at a local house, we started our trek at 1am so we could arrive at the summit for sunrise. There were 5 climbers and 2 guides and it was steep from the start, all of us walking carefully through small sandy and stony pathways with deep ravines on either side. At 2911m, it was a 4 hour climb to the top with 4 plateaus to cross.
While the volcano looked close at the start of the climb, after each plateau it 
seemed further and further away. After the 2nd plateau one of the guys in our group decided to back out. He decided to wait at the second plateau while we continued to the summit. The climb became increasingly difficult and on the last plateau there was a gravesite of groups who had fallen in the past. Our guide asked each of us if we wanted to continue to the top and all 4 remaining said yes.
The climb to the top was the most 
demanding and strenuous. It was a near vertical climb through volcanic rock, and while you would think you were grabbing on to a solid boulder only to find out that the boulder was light as a feather and would come tumbling down. Sometimes you would grab rocks which were warm, or pass over holes where hot steam was pouring out. 
We all made it safely though and were rewarded with some of the most breathtaking views from the top!! It made the climb entirely worth it, to be able to see an active volcano spewing out steam from all angles and a clear sunrise over other peaks like Mt. Sindoro, Mt. Sumbing, and Mt. Lawu. We spent an hour at the top before starting our descent. 
Surprisingly, the walk down was much more difficult than the walk up, having to be 
very careful not to lose your balance and grip. I couldn't count the number of times our feet slipped out from under us, sliding us down the volcano. Our legs were like jello by the time we made it to the bottom and we were all completely exhausted and 
covered in dirt. During the course of our climb we were passed by various locals making the same climb (but multiple times) in flip-flops and sometimes bare feet, carrying baskets or big bundles of shrubs, some close to 70 years of age and not breaking a sweat. It made us all feel relatively weak! 
After a week it was time to leave Jodja and we started working our way through Java towards Bali, taking a three day trip to see Mount Bromo and the Ijen Crater. The people that we met along the way have been some of the friendliest yet. We were stopped twice by groups of Muslim girls, wanting to take their picture with us and practice their english. Our first night we stayed in a small town called Cemoro Lawang, on the lip of the Tenggar crater. Sunrise on the first day was at a viewing point for Gunung Bromo, one of the most sacred volcanos in Java with an absolutely beautiful setting. The viewpoint was crowded with over 100 people from various tour groups but unfortunately the fog was thick and soupy and nothing could be seen.
All the groups left with the exception of about 10 people, freezing 
and praying that the fog would lift. The wait was worth it as the clouds lifted and the few of us who stayed were rewarded with the beautiful view. Just as the clouds passed, Mt Semuru in the 
background of Gunung Bromo blew a cloud of ash, so beautiful.
We then took a jeep to the base of Bromo and Tenggar crater. There is a beautiful temple at the base and many people make pilgrimages here, walking the 300+ steps to the edge and throwing offerings into the crater. The next morning was spent at Ijen Plateau,
a quiet but active volcano in east Java. We walked 3 km up to the crater edge where there is a beautiful turquoise sulpher lake inside. At the edge of the lake, smoke billows out from the volcano's vent and the lake bubbles when activity increases. 
The vent is a source for sulphur and men work here, making the difficult trek into the crater to collect rocks of sulphur carried in baskets on their shoulders to the base of the crater. They work long, hard days carrying up to 100 kilos (220 lbs) on their shoulders, receiving just 400 Rupiah (about 4 cents) per kilo, which is actually considered to be a very good wage for the area but also comes with many health problems. Some of the men's shoulders were raw with blisters and caved from years of carrying.
We were dropped off in the far east of Java and took a 45 minute ferry to the west coast of Bali. We were heading to Ubud, a small town in the middle of Bali but had no ongoing transport. The cost of a taxi was too high for the trip so we decided to take a "bemo", a public (and at times cramped) minibus which drives a regular route around the island, picking up and dropping off at various locations. It was to be a 4 hour ride and it turned out to be an interesting one. We rode behind a live chicken for half of the way, a woman holding it by it's feet while the smell of clove cigarettes smoked by the locals filling the air. We finally arrived in Denpasar, about 30 minutes from our hotel and took a taxi the remainder of the way. It was a long day of travel and we were both looking forward to relaxing. 
We received a recommendation for our hotel from friends made 
in Thailand, they told us we would thank them later. They were right, it was the most beautiful place, our own beautifully decorated private bungalow (complete with a bath tub, deck and swimming pool) set in the middle of rice fields (all for just $15/night). The staff brought us welcome drinks, along with 
coffee and tea service 3 times a day and we spent the next 5 days in tranquility, walking the rice fields at sunrise, 
talking with the locals and sampling the amazing food there. Ubud is a quaint little town known for their artistic community and most shops are local art galleries. Bali is primarily Hindu but very different from Hinduism in India. Every day at sunrise and sunset, offerings are laid out at every entrance of every door, baskets of flowers, rice, incense and you have to be careful wherever you step not to walk on them. 
We walked to the nearby 
"Monkey Forest" where you can buy bananas and feed the many monkeys living there. While it was fun to see, the monkeys are quite cheeky and sneaky, grabbing bags from tourists, lunging for bananas and in one case, covering themselves with poo. We snapped some photos and took off. 
We met some great people from Santa Fe at our hotel in Ubud and decided to share a ride to our next destination, Padang Bai. Our driver, who also worked at our hotel, mentioned that he had a 3 month old baby and along the way to Padang Bai, he pointed out his village. We asked if we could stop in and meet his family, he seemed surprised and was happy to take us there. Upon our arrival the whole village came out to greet us, children coming from all directions and we met his wife, brothers, sisters, grandmother and many other families. We spent some time talking with his family and met his beautiful baby boy. As a tradition, babies are not to touch the ground for the first 6 months of their life. After some time we said our goodbyes and continued on to Padang Bai. 
Padang Bai is a nice, quiet town on the beach with great dive locations all around. We stayed a couple of days and decided to move on, 
we were planning on meeting friends there in 5 days so we decided to take a quick trip to the Gili Islands off of Lombok. 
We went to the largest of the three Gili Islands, nice beaches and a much more relaxed pace than Bali. We spent 4 days lounging on the beach and then took a boat 
back to Bali to meet our friends, Josh and Bennett, whom we've travelled with in Thailand. Matt, Bennett and 
Josh all went diving at various spots, the best being the wreck dive of the US Liberty ship which is just 35 meters off the beach and in just 30 meters of water. The ship was torpedoed by a Japanese submarine in 1942 and was beached for over 20 years until the eruption of the Gunung Agung volcano broke it in two and rocked it into the ocean. They all saw great fish there, coral and even did a swim-through of the wreck.
After a few days we decided to go to Lombok for some surfing. We took a long, queasy boat ride for 4 hours and arrived in the evening to find no ongoing transport. We met some guys who agreed to take us to Kuta Beach in the south of the island for $30 in a minivan. 
While we were all a little skeptical, we really didn't have many other options unless we wanted to sleep on the ferry dock so we took their offer. It was an hour and a half to get to Kuta Beach along 
winding roads, as we were speeding around one turn the headlights went out and we all panicked. The driver slammed on the breaks and was able to get the lights to come back on, he was as surprised and scared as we were. The rest of the ride was uneventful and the drivers ended up being great guys, taking us to various hotels to find a room. There weren't many options arriving at 1am but we found a spot on the beach with a room that could accommodate all 4 of us. We were all hungry, since none of us had eaten dinner but there were no restaurants open. The next thing we knew, a friend of the hotel manager opened his restaurant so we could all eat. After having a GREAT meal, various locals started filtering in to drink, and by 2 am we were all singing songs and drinking together. What a great welcome into Lombok. 
The next day we rented scooters to get around to the local beaches a
nd explore the countryside. Our friend Josh snapped a great picture of us riding to the beach with water buffalo on the side of the road, the beach in front and a small bird to the side :). The south of Lombok is fairly undeveloped with beautiful landscapes and secluded beaches. 
Children from area villages run out into the road waving or to get a high five as you are driving past. The locals were all very friendly, sometimes in Bali it seems that people are nice because they see you as an opportunity to make money but in Lombok, people were genuine and kind. The beaches here were amazing and with barely no people, the swimming can be dangerous because of the strong currents but the waves are incredible. 
After 4 days it was time to make our way back to Bali and we took a boat to Kuta Beach (very different from the quiet Kuta Beach of Lombok, loud and crazy and overrun with tourists). We visited the memorial on the site of the 2002 bombing and then hit the night clubs. 
It's a fun place but crowded with tons of Australian tourists here on college break, a bit annoying after a while. We've booked our flight to Flores leaving on July 21st and we're both looking forward to a change of scenery and seeing more of Indonesia. 
