A Visit to the Volcano Bromo
I had set the alarm for 02.45 h., but I didn’t need it because the rooster in the neighboring house had decided to wake everyone at the right time to go. Exactly at 03:00h. inside the lobby of the hotel, Erwin met me with a cup of hot tea and introduced me to another driver at a Jeep 4×4. Erwin was not about to travel with us but he was up to wish me a smooth ride on the way to Bromo. Just nice of him!
We drove off to Mount Penanjakan where I wanted to meet the sunrise. The most beautiful view to the volcanoes is exactly from this mountain. The streets looked like a place for a contest for 4×4 jeeps – hundreds of black, red, blue ones were driving tourists from all around the world. Aside from that, for the picture to be complete, motors were circulating up and down, finding their way through the cars. After about 30-40 minutes, the driver parked the car and I continued walking by foot from there. Like a ballerina, I was performing pirouettes and weird moves to avoid all the cars and motors that were whizzing around me. There was a lack of organization and everyone stopped wherever they find suitable, forming a complete chaos.
On the way to the top, of course, it wasn’t short of merchants too, who mainly sold souvenirs, jackets and hats for people like me, who wouldn’t believe that it can be so cold in the morning. And the temperature falls to zero during the dry season and it rarely reaches more than 5°C during the humid one. Reaching the site for sightseeing, there were so many tourists that I barely managed to find a good combat position. Stoically, I endured the cold, waiting for the sunrise but the view was definitely worth it.
There was no air. I only felt the dust that was mercilessly entering inside me. Luckily, here there was no lack of merchants who were selling masks for 5000 IDR (€ 0.31). I bought one and I continued ahead. I climbed the 250 stairs and I found myself on the top of the volcano.