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20 articles with photos about my independent travels in Indonesia. I drove to public transport the islands of Sumatra, Java, Bali, Lombok, Flores, around the island of Kalimantan and Sulawesi. About 40 locations in Indonesia. Sights, culture, volcanoes and nature - the most interesting

It's finished. I reached the Kelimutu volcano! All by herself, across the country, having completed unforgettable journey around Indonesia by public transport. After the village of Ben, I left for Ende and the next day to Moni, from there it is convenient to go to the volcano. I’m telling you about my visit to this masterpiece of nature and one of best places on the ground,…

Traveling independently in Indonesia, I arrived in small town Berastagi from Lake Toba, look at volcanoes that I had never seen alive before in my life, never come close, and, moreover, never climbed to the top. I went to one of them, very interesting and accessible, on the second day (this story, as well as information...

And then one day the thought came into my head that it would be nice to consider other options and leave the island. I stated this out loud, and my partners agreed that it was a really bad climate, unhealed wounds, and it was still unknown how long these people would agree to keep us here - three parasites, you understand! So while our monthly visa is valid, we need to do something. So this was not the end of our journey through hot Indonesia...

Intense heat, scorching sun
Humid climate, non-healing wounds
Uncertainty that the locals will continue to support us
If you go to uninhabited beaches, then there are not enough resources there, which means again dependence on the locals
The opportunity to consider other options, other islands, countries.

And so we agreed with Mr. Amro that they would help us leave. We didn’t have money for a plane, so we decided to buy tickets on a ship to the city of Makassar, in southern Sulawesi. There is a guy living there whom we had previously met via the Internet, we agreed with him that we would come, live for a while, use the Internet to buy electronic tickets on the plane and fly home.

And so we left this island, or rather, sailed to motor boat and stayed for two days with our friend Amro in the village of Debut on the island of Thual. It was the 6th, the ferry (ship) departed only on the 8th, and tickets for it can only be purchased a maximum of one day in advance, i.e. 7th. That's what we did. Ticket offices are located in the capital of Tual Island, Langgur. Tickets cost 410,000 rupees, which is quite cheap. Sailing for 3 days.

These two days, Amro and his relatives received us like high-ranking persons, gave us a room and fed us at a separate table, like kings. We also conducted scooter excursions around Tual. We went to the water caves, looked at the grottoes, then to the coral mountain and drove around the island.

Debut village

Street

We drove through about 500 of these streets, probably circling the entire island and finishing our day. On the island of Tual and in general on the Key Islands, there are three faiths - Protestants, Muslims and Catholics. Ours are from a Catholic village. Traveling around the island and villages, Amro showed me their religious component, and his relatives live in almost all Catholic villages. "What a huge family!" - I never ceased to be amazed. Not like our families. All these villages, with different religious traditions, coexist peacefully on the islands. But sometimes peace ends and conflicts begin. IN this moment On the island there is a conflict between Catholic and Protestant villages over a disputed piece of land. It’s all very simple: no one wants to give in and arguing is rather just a matter of honor. Local residents fight the police with bows and arrows because they have no firearms- some kind of Middle Ages. And a few years ago, over those 10 islands that belong to the family of my friend Amro, people from Protestant and Muslim villages killed 34 people from the village of Debut as a result of the conflict. So they really got these islands with sweat and blood! Amro also showed us those houses that were rebuilt, since the previous buildings burned down from arson carried out by enemies. A very unpleasant picture, seemingly such nice people can be so evil and cruel to each other, and all because of materialistic values and mercantile interest, because of greed and envy.

While we were in Debut, it was Good Friday in the Catholic world, and we witnessed a Catholic ritual - a staging of the last events in the life of the Savior, with a procession of the cross throughout the village. And then the next day we went to watch the Catholic Easter service in the local church. But we didn’t stay there for long, we wanted to sleep and left the temple. The next day we went around the island again, again our butts were tired of the uncomfortable seats of the scooters. All the equipment in Tual is Japanese, a liter of gasoline costs 5,000 rupees, kerosene 2,000.

And then the 8th came, it was time for us to leave. Boarding the ferry began at 4 am. We arrived by taxi, the taxi driver was their relative, and he charged half or three times less for the trip. We said goodbye to our friends, Lawrence, Amro and his brothers were there. Amro even shed a little tears, wished us good luck, we thanked him for everything as best we could in English and went to board the ferry. A young guy was traveling with us to Ambon - also his relative, he helped us with landing.

Let's get going. We settled down in the open air on the 7th floor of the ship. We laid down the foam, threw down our backpacks and seemed to take a little nap. The whole next day there were no stops, the stop was only at 6 pm on the Banda Islands. I met some curious locals who spoke English and they told me a little about these islands, that there was a war over them and that the last volcanic eruption was in 1994. Well, in general, we attracted a lot of attention. It was simply an eyesore for everyone passing by. Every second person shouted to you: “Halo, mister!” And most importantly, whether you are a man or a woman, most will still call you Mister. Many people came up and asked the same thing in English, sometimes in Indonesian. Where are you from? Where are you going? Where were you? How many were there? - These are the main questions I heard from people.

Then there was a stop in Ambon, it was morning. The ship turned in the other direction, and the sun was shining directly on us, so we had to change our location. We bought rice and fish from the merchants and ate. I changed the bandage on my finger and applied propolis.

In general, I dare say that on the deck, and indeed on the entire ferry, it is quite dirty. Unsanitary conditions are everywhere. There is dirt of unknown origin, cigarette butts, candy wrappers all around. Cockroaches are crawling. Well, what can you do? There is no money for the first and second class of a ship or for a plane, so you have to travel like all ordinary Indonesians - as a housekeeper. But we looked at the common people, this is not some Bali or Jakarta! This is an ordinary Indonesian people.

This people is very dirty, I tell you. And dirty not in the sense of being unwashed, but in the sense of loving to litter. These are their traditions, or something like this: they sit on the deck, eat rice or noodles. After eating, everyone MUST throw any garbage overboard into the sea. Well, why? There is a trash can nearby (the blue-yellow-red ones are visible in the photo), a little further there is another one, why throw it into the sea? Throwing it into a bucket is much less effort than getting up and throwing it into the sea. For us, such behavior was savagery. Everything, be it cigarette butts, candy wrappers, noodle boxes, or whatever - everything is in the sea. And then we wonder: where do entire alluvial islands made of garbage come from? Watching them, I got the impression that they have already automated this to such an extent that, probably, at the level of conditioned reflexes, it’s already thrown into the sea. But the sea is big - it will endure!

Parking in Bau Bau

Kota Bau Bau Pier

Next was a stop at Kota Bau Bau. Many people left there and others entered. If Ambon is still more or less a village, then Bau Bau is already a real civilization. We stood, waited and went further along the route to Makassar. Ferry (ship) "Kerinci" belongs to largest company Pelni. Quite an old ship with numerous traces of rust. This was our first trip across the sea by ship. It's a kind of cruise.

Let's go to Makassar. It was night, we took a horizontal position and fell asleep. Waking up in the morning, Max did not find his small bag, which contained his documents (both passports), phone, camera, navigator, solar panel and 400 thousand rupees. We all, of course, immediately became excited. What do you mean, how is this possible? What kind of bastards did this? We approached the guard, and with the guard we went throughout the ship, looking at all sorts of secret places, in the hope that suddenly the documents would at least be planted there, and everything else would be taken away. But alas, they found nothing. Yes, we didn’t even hope right away, because it was more logical to assume that the bag was simply thrown into the sea. It was simply not possible to mess around with all the passengers, and no one would have done so. Plus, we learned that other people had lost valuables, so we weren’t alone. But this is money, and here are documents, passports. So what should I do?

Without thinking twice, Max made a responsible decision: if it was not possible to solve the problems with the restoration of documents, then go back to Tual, to our friends, and stay there to live.

So we arrived in the hero city of Makassar. April 11, 2012. We took a taxi to our friend and stayed with him. We immediately went online and looked at tickets, surfed all sorts of forums. Max, having scoured the Internet, realized that it was very difficult to restore documents and did not even bother with it. I decided to go back to our (now his) island. In the end, he went there to live. And then life decreed that he had to stay there. Heat and wounds, I think, are not scary for him, although they punished him more than all of us.

Andrey, Oleg, Jean, Max

We lived for 3 days in Makassar with our wonderful friend Jin, bought plane tickets, then took the ferry to Jakarta - Andrey and I went to the capital of Indonesia. Max stayed there, his ferry will only arrive on the 20th. Makassar is Big City, the capital of the island of Sulawesi. Lots of cars, mopeds and the stink of exhaust. Jin fed us various local foods, some of them hot as fire. “Very panas,” I said in English-Indonesian. We also tried the interesting fruit Rambutan for the first time in our lives. Quite a pleasant taste compared to durian and snake nut.

For the first time in a long time we saw rain, and not just rain, but a real tropical downpour. Real Hudjan! The guys, taking advantage of the moment, climbed under it, using it as a shower, they say, so much water is wasted. I didn’t climb because of my finger, although I really wanted to!

View from Gin's porch

Our stay in Makassar came to an end and it was time to board the ship to Jakarta. Andrey and I ordered a taxi and, according to the meter, we traveled for only 50,000 rupees, while the cost of getting there was 100. Jin and his friend saw us off and helped us with boarding. We boarded the ferry, already experienced, and immediately went to look for a place on the deck. But it started to rain and it became wet on deck, so I had to go spend the night with everyone else in the economy class cabin. It consists of bunks connected to each other, dirty ones, and mattresses. There is dirt, garbage, cockroaches and complete unsanitary conditions all around. And the locals don’t care, they even eat rice with unwashed hands. Paradise for helminths! There you can’t get rid of them with any chili pepper!

We spent the night, we are not used to it, but without rain and more softly than on the floor. Then I went for a walk around the ship, it was sunny, and I found a free deck, much cleaner than this general cabin, and we moved there. They dropped the foam and settled down. True, there were plenty of cockroaches there, they crawled on our backpacks and on us, most likely, but we paid little attention to them.

6th floor, 1st class department

Find 5 differences!

We will sail for 2 days, with a stop in Surabaya. The ticket cost 382,000 rupees. There were no incidents. We talked to interesting people, although I dare say that there is no shortage of communication on ferries. Sooner or later, someone will come up and, if not in English, then they will definitely speak Indonesian Bahasa. And you just have time to repeat: “Saya tida magarti” - I don’t understand. We talked with a businessman from the island of Aru, neighboring Tual, and talked with an economics teacher. We also got acquainted with a cheerful resident of the northern Moluccas - Francisco. He came to visit us often and constantly found a common language with us, despite the fact that we do not speak very good English. Francisco is engaged in catching butterflies on his islands. Collects pupae in tropical forest, then grows a butterfly, makes an exhibit out of it, and then sells it in Bali to any foreigner. The Japanese, Chinese, Australians and many others willingly take it. And he has a pretty good income from this. He jokes that when I have a big business, I will bring myself a girl from Russia and marry her.

Francisco helped us later with ordering a taxi in Jakarta and some advice. We exchanged phone numbers and emails. He also took a photo with me as a souvenir. He promised to send a photo by email, but he still hasn’t sent it. When he does, I’ll post it here.

Arriving in Jakarta, a taxi ordered by Francisco's friends was waiting for us at the Tanjung Priok pier. For 200 thousand rupees we got to the Soekarno-Hatta International Airport, named after the first president of Indonesia.

Jakarta Airport "Sukarno Hatta", named after the first president (Sukarno) and his Prime Minister (M. Hatta)

It was already dark, so we found a secluded corner and went to bed, having dinner at the local, cheapest eatery. It was quite cool from the air conditioners at the airport; as soon as you go outside, you are immediately hit by the humid, warm air of Jakarta. The same is true in Kuala Lumpur and, I think, in other tropical airports. The guys didn't like it, but I didn't like it. While Andrey was sleeping there, I walked around the airport and took a few photos on my phone.

We flew back with LionAir. We ordered tickets on the website, paid by card - everything was as it should be. The ticket costs only 400 thousand rupees - that's 1300 rubles from Jakarta to Kuala Lumpur. We checked in our luggage, Andrey had an advantage, but the backpack fell so that part of the weight shifted to the crossbar and it turned out to be exactly 20.0 kg. Otherwise you would have to pay for the advantage. Then they charged us a fee - 150 thousand rupees. What, they say, for international flights is 150, and for local flights we paid 40 thousand. Then I found out that this was a fee for the development of the airport. This is how they rip money off people!

We arrived in Malaysia, they didn’t feed us on the plane, although we wanted to eat after the night. I had to buy it at the airport, but for this we had specially set aside rupees, which I exchanged for ringgits. 1 ringgit is approximately 10 rubles. Bottle of water 0.6 l. costs 1.2 ringgit, a box of noodles costs 1.9, all kinds of buns from 0.9 to 3 ringgit are cheap, and up to 11 expensive. You can eat well for 10 ringgit. This store is located on the 3rd floor of the airport, the waiting room is on the 5th. And it’s full of all sorts of boutiques and shops, but this one seemed to me the cheapest.

We stayed in Kuala Lumpur until 7 pm, then check-in for the flight to Tashkent with Uzbek Airlines began. We checked in our luggage, got tickets and went to the neutral zone, because that’s where there is free internet. They arrived, I logged in via Wi-Fi from my Samsung, messaged someone and spent the time waiting for the flight. At 21:20 they began to launch even closer to the plane, dragged through the X-ray hand luggage, they beeped at us with a metal detector and let us wait.

We flew for 7 and a half hours. They fed us pretty well, and most I overslept for a while, and Andrei could not sleep and watched all sorts of films in the general screening. Then our journey through South-East Asia developed into the stage of traveling around Central Asia.

We arrived in Tashkent. We went closer to the exit, where they began to fill out declarations for the cash we had. Andrey had some bucks and rubles, I only had change. Then we waited in line for a long time while they checked people and their luggage. Moreover, they harassed even the most harmless people. For example, an elderly man with a woman and a 27-year-old daughter, all good-looking, but clearly not terrorists, their things were searched, everything was shaken out, even their underpants. But here, surprisingly, we limited ourselves to only X-rays and an explanation of such an incomprehensible long object as pinning. They let us through quickly and with almost no problems. Andrey filled out the declaration in two copies, I filled it out in one since I had some change. We left the airport and were immediately caught by a taxi driver, an official airport taxi. Such an experienced typical taxi driver, he took us to the railway station, to find out if there were train tickets to Yekaterinburg, there were no tickets, he took us to an ATM. ATMs in Tashkent are only available in hotels and nowhere else. There was no money in it, but there was an exchanger nearby, and they took $250 from my Sberbank card. Then the taxi driver took us to the Uzbek-Kazakh border. We decided to take a bus there and get to Astana, and it would be easier to get there. He exchanged us 100 bucks for Uzbek sums and Kazakh tenge, deceived us a little (at the same time), and dropped us off near the border. There was a kilometer-long line of potential migrant workers, who directed their gaze, well, you understand where - to the north!

After standing there for a couple of minutes, a guy in trousers and a shirt approached us, well, in general, so smart. He said: “Sloppy brother, let me take you to the other border, you’ll thank me later! There are a lot of people standing here, but there’s not such a crowd there! If there’s such a crowd, I’ll take you for free! I swear to you! I’m an adult, I’m not used to deceiving !"

We stood there, broke down, and still went with him in his brand new white Nexia. He took us 120 km to another border. For this he asked for 120 thousand soums, and immediately gave a discount of 20 thousand. We bargained with him, but for me, a non-mercantile person, bargaining with an elderly Uzbek, and even a taxi driver, is like the ballerina Volochkova capitalizing on a Kamaz engine! A guy drove us there. He didn’t deceive us, he took more, but he said honestly that the previous taxi driver deceived us, cursed him in every possible way, in order to somehow console us. He threw us out, we went. The Uzbek did not deceive! There were indeed 10 times fewer people. We approached the border, took the declarations, and filled them out. I had dollars and tenge withdrawn from the card, Andrey also had money. We stood in line, then someone in the crowd said that people with Russian passports can skip the line. At first they didn’t want to let us in, but then they let us in without a queue. We handed over our junk for x-rays, handed over our passports, and then start making fun of me with this money, saying that I don’t have the right to take out more money than was declared upon entry. Let me explain that I don’t know anything, at the airport he took the piece of paper from me, and I withdrew money from the card, here is the receipt from the cash register. She told me that she doesn’t need my check at all, they have no right to let me through with this money. Of course, I immediately became nervous, because if they took the money, then there would be nothing to go home with.

In short, they didn’t take the money, the employee said: go, rewrite the declaration again and don’t write about the money, and Andrey also made mistakes, he wrote it hastily. We missed it, but that's not all. Now let's move our luggage. We shook out all our dirty junk and examined everything. I was carrying shells and corals in my backpack, so let’s look at them, etc. We didn’t find anything prohibited (surprisingly), so we let it pass. We put the long-awaited green stamps in the passport about crossing the border. But even here it’s not all about the Uzbeks. Out of the simplicity of my soul, I took out my phone and let’s take a photo of myself opposite the border, well, I knew that this was a strategic point, but I just forgot something because of my nerves. Here I already see one of them shouting to me: “Hey, Russian, run here, I won’t repeat it twice!” Came up. I was met by a very unpleasant guy, swearing in Uzbek-Russian obscenities, took the phone, but did not know how to handle it, called other colleagues, I showed the photo, and there were two of them, because I had also taken photos from the other side. In front of them, I deleted the photos, showed that there were no more, their senior explained the situation in a civilized manner, that they could register me as a foreign spy.

This is the Kazakh border. They didn’t keep us here for a long time, they took our luggage and us through the X-ray, put stamps - and we left. Immediately, after walking a couple of meters, locals came up to us: “Taxi, samsa, change money.” I exchanged some money with them for tenge and then the cheerful Kazakh taxi driver Vakha or Bakha pulled us over. We got into his Audi, and he drove us to the place where we could take transport to Astana. Either a bus or a train. There were no buses, so the taxi driver took us to the train. Of course, there were no more tickets at the box office, so we had to negotiate with the conductor at exorbitant prices. Well, you have to go.

Opposite the camels, not far from the Uzbek-Kazakh border

Camels in the steppe, southern Kazakhstan

There's a camel walking on the road!

By the next evening we were already in Astana. We immediately went to look at tickets to Russia. At first I thought of taking it to Chelyabinsk if it wasn’t to Ekb, but there were tickets. We took two tickets to Yekaterinburg, they cost 10,400 tenge, and Andrey also took a train to central Russia, since he is not from Yekaterinburg. The train should arrive in exactly 24 hours, which means we’ll have to hang around at the station for 24 hours, and this is not Kuala Lumpur Airport at all. And the toilets are even paid, 40-50 tenge each. You can sleep at night in a horizontal position only from 00:00 to 06:00; at other times, guards and station workers walk around and wake you up, jealously preventing anyone from sleeping. Only in a sitting position is possible. We turned over until the evening, it was 16:00, and the train left at 17:45, and then the local cops didn’t like our appearance and our backpacks. Let's go and tell the truth that we are traveling from Indonesia in transit, it's our 3rd day in Kazakhstan, or maybe 5 without registration. They shook out the backpacks, they let us shake our nerves, show us the knives, okay, I have a paper for my helka, issued by their colleagues from the Yekaterinburg station. He read the paper, it seemed authoritative to him, he looked at the axe, he seemed to stutter, but then he stopped. Here, of course, the witnesses stood and looked, some drunks. Let’s shake Andrei out, they even asked him to take off his shorts - “I’m there without panties!” He says! “Take them off anyway!” For some reason, they didn’t find anything there other than what should be there, but no law prohibits this transport!!! They found it later, or rather, he showed it himself, a Tramontinovsky machete, which is not even a machete at all, but a garden knife, they are sold in hardware stores. Oleg is free to go home, and you, Andrey. , you will stay and wait for the results of the examination. I say indignantly: “You guys, at least feed the guy, otherwise he doesn’t have any money, and how long can he hang around here?” Then the second one says to the main one in a low voice: “Let’s let him go, to hell with them.” "They let us go, realized that they couldn’t get money from us, gave the Tramontina to the guy, which he didn’t even need anymore. They made fun of us for about an hour, but the time quickly passed. Let’s touch my guitar and pretend to be a guitarist, in short, an unpleasant impression Kazakh cops, and Central Asia in general, impressed me. I don't want to go there anymore. Well, if only Samarkand or the Kyrgyz mountains.

We boarded the 13th carriage and went to Yekaterinburg. Train Bishkek - Ekaterinburg. There were so many Kyrgyz traveling with trunks that there was no free space. I slept the night at first in the upper place, down there my grandfather and grandmother were traveling from Bishkek to their home in Omsk, but then they got off in Petropavlovsk and changed to another train.

When you cross the border on a train, customs officers come in early and walk through the cars. First comes the dog handler with the dog, which only sniffs below, then everyone else. That's how they carry whatever they want, when he sniffs only downstairs, and no one inspects anything. Only now poor tourist Andrei was inspected. Why did this tourist surrender to them, when there were so many trunks, all the shelves were full, and only the tourist aroused suspicion, because the Kazakh customs officer was not used to seeing tourists, they had not yet become an eyesore. When my grandparents came out, as many as 6 Uzbeks came to see me, for two places! They seemed suspicious to me and the way the Kazakh customs officers spoke to them. Apparently they were carrying something, because the employee was taking two of them somewhere for a while, probably they were giving a bribe.

Then there were our customs officers. Connection points Mamlyutka - Petukhovo, stamps were placed with these points. Ours passed quickly and looked better. They didn’t ask the Russians at all, they didn’t even look at my passport, they just told me my last name. Then I moved to another place with Andrey, only on the bottom shelf, although I lay around and took a nap normally.

And finally we arrived in Yekaterinburg. I can’t say that I was happy, no, not at all, I was even sad and regretted that I had returned. How nice it was on the island, even the city of Makassar was remembered for the good nature of its inhabitants. This concludes my trip to Southeast Asia. Well, Max is still there. I bought myself a cheap guitar to study with, and a phone with a local SIM card, I called and wrote. Everything is good so far, I hope it will continue to be so.

Bali's magnificent beaches and Buddhist temples, prehistoric dragons and amazing pink beach Komodo, the flight of a million fruit bats under the sunset sky of Flying Fox Island, the opportunity to see giant stingrays, the ancient pearls of Java and snorkeling off Bidadari Island - all this awaits you in amazing Indonesia! We invite you to big Adventure around the islands of this hospitable state of Southeast Asia. During the tour you will be able to visit famous attractions, enjoy water sports and have a great time on the best beaches islands of Bali.

Great trip to the islands of Indonesia

Tour duration: 21 days/20 nights.

Tour dates: on request . Check-in is possible May holidays!

Tour route: Bali - Flores - Bidadari - Kanawa - Flying Fox Island - Flores - Komodo - Flores - Bali - Java - Bali.

Tour cost: on request.

Tour program

1 day. Bali Island (Denpasar - Ubud)

Arrival in the capital of Bali - Denpasar, meeting at the airport and transfer to the hotel Four Seasons Sayan 5*. Check-in after 14:00.

Day 2. Bali Island (Ubud)

On that day you will have an excursion to English language- “A day in the life of a Balinese farmer.” It starts with a short walk through the hotel grounds and nearby rice fields, then takes you on a journey through the jungle and down to the Ayung River. Picnic on the picturesque bank of the river, in an open pavilion, decorated in a traditional style - ball (the picnic will be organized taking into account special food).

After relaxing and enjoying a delicious breakfast, you can learn how to plant rice under the guidance of a Balinese farmer. You will be shown a lightweight boarding option designed specifically for VIP guests. After planting the rice, you can taste the water from freshly picked coconuts.

Transfer to the hotel's spa villa for a traditional ritual that includes cleansing, scrubbing and a relaxing Balinese massage. Lunch of traditional island dishes, which includes “Nasichampur” - boiled rice with a variety of ingredients. We will request a special menu for this program for you.

Ubud - Bali island, Indonesia

Day 3. Bali Island (Ubud - Nusa Dua)

Transfer to Nusa Dua - one of the most visited resorts in Bali. White sand beaches, luxury five-star hotels and developed infrastructure make this city great place for a calm and carefree holiday. Experienced and novice athletes will find something to do at the local surf center. Nusa Dua is ideal for family vacation with kids.

Along the way you will reach peaks of a local volcano, inspect Buddhist monastery , carved into the rock in the 8th century, you can stand on the edge of the largest in Asia volcanic crater, go to tomb of the kings And sacred temple, and also stop in a small village where woodcarvers live.

In addition, on this day you will arrive in pearl gallery, where you can see many types of natural pearls grown in Indonesia. Here are samples of yellow, white, pink, blue and black pearls.

Arrival at Nusa Dua resort, accommodation at hotel The St. Regis Bali Resort 5*.

Indonesia

3-5 days.Bali Island (Nusa Dua)

Day 6Bali Island (Nusa Dua) - Flores Island - Bidadari Island - Kanawa Island - Flying Fox Island - Flores Island

Transfer to the airport (travel time is about half an hour), departure by local airlines to the island of Flores, to Labuan Banjo (the flight will take about 2.5 hours). Arrival, meeting with a local guide and transfer to the Bintang Flores 4* hotel. Accommodation in a Deluxe Suite room.

Transfer to the bay and departure by speed boat to Bidadari Island, also called Angel Island. Arrival, lunch box and opportunity to snorkel around the island. Boat transfer to Kanawa Island for snorkeling.

Afterwards you will go to the Flying Fox Island and be able to witness an incredible spectacle - flight large quantity fruit bats against the backdrop of a beautiful sunset sky. Return to Flores Island.

Day 7 Flores Island - Komodo Island - Flores Island

Moving to Komodo Island is part of a big National Park, in which live huge monitor lizards, considered descendants of prehistoric lizards. The first, as they are called, “Komodo dragons” appeared in these places back in the Jurassic period, about 200 million years ago.

Trekking around the island, during which you, accompanied by a local ranger, will be able to meet the “dragons” and observe their life. Afterwards - a boat trip to the beach with amazing pink sand. Here you can have lunch, as well as relax or snorkel.

Transfer to Manta Point. We do not give a 100% guarantee that you will see mantas and be able to swim with them, but there is a chance of meeting mantas. Transfer to Siaba Island, which is famous for its magnificent white sandy beach and clear waters, ideal for snorkeling.

Return to Flores Island at 18:00.

Komodo Island, Indonesia

Day 8 Flores Island - Bali Island (Nusa Dua)

Return to the island of Bali, to the Nusa Dua resort, accommodation at The St. Regis Bali Resort 5*.

9-12 days. Bali Island (Nusa Dua)

Beach holiday at the resort of Nusa Dua.

Day 13 Bali Island (Nusa Dua) - Java Island

Early transfer to the airport and departure at 6:50 to a major tourist centre Java islands - Yogyakarta. Flight time is 1 hour and 10 minutes. Yogyakarta is the most densely populated and colorful region of Indonesia, where many Javanese traditions have been preserved unchanged to this day. The resort has many ancient attractions created under the influence of three religions: Buddhism, Hinduism and Islam. Yogyakarta is very convenient Starting point for travel to the world's largest Buddhist complex Borobudur, famous Hindu temple Prambanan And Sultan Kraton Palace.

Arrival at the place and half an hour drive to temple complex Prambanan, inspection of the shrine. Afterwards you will go to Sultan's Palace. Even later, transfer to the Amanjiwo hotel.

Borobudur - Java Island, Indonesia

Day 14 Java Island - Bali Island (Nusa Dua)

In the morning you will have an excursion to the legendary ancient Borobudur stupa. It was built in the 18th century and for several centuries was covered with a thick layer of volcanic ash and surrounded by impenetrable jungle. The impressively sized complex is a building located on a powerful foundation, the length of which is almost 120 meters. The shrine is covered with carvings, on its upper tier there are more than 70 small stupas, while inside there are five hundred statues of Buddha and many carvings with sketches from his life.

After lunch, transfer to the airport and flight to Bali. Arrival and accommodation at the Nusa Dua resort, at The St. Regis Bali Resort 5*.

15-20 days. Bali Island (Nusa Dua)

Beach holiday in the resort of Nusa Dua.

21 day. Bali Island (Nusa Dua)

Transfer to the airport, international flight.

Solo travel implies complete freedom in choosing housing, excursions, and entertainment. Those who don't want to pay travel companies extra money for a guide to literally lead you by the hand through the most popular attractions, but wants to get to know the customs better local population and just loves spending free time, they usually go traveling on their own, buying plane tickets and packing everything they need in a suitcase. What to take with you to Indonesia? Indonesia is a country with very developed infrastructure, with many shops and hypermarkets where you can buy what you will forget to take with you from home, for example, a hat to protect your head from the hot rays of the sun, a swimsuit, glasses and beach shoes. If you plan to visit temples, bring modest clothing that covers your knees. Insect repellent may come in handy on jungle excursions. It is irrational to take a wallet with a thick wad of cash with you: there are many ATMs and bank branches in the country. You won’t need a thick bag with medicines for all types of diseases: in any locality Pharmacies have been opened, offering patented drugs of international class. How to get to Indonesia The best way to get to Indonesia is by plane. This is as fast, safe and convenient as possible. Direct flights from Russia are only charter flights; they fly rarely and not from all cities. You can fly with a connection using the services of Thai Airways, Transaero, Emirates Airlines. From the capitals of Southeast Asian states and countries Persian Gulf– many daily flights to Jakarta (the capital of Indonesia) and Bali. When planning a flight, you should make sure that the date of arrival at an Indonesian airport does not fall on the days when the country is celebrating Silence Day, or Nyepi, (roads are blocked and airports only accept planes making emergency landings).
Visa regime A pleasant aspect of traveling to Indonesia on your own is that a tourist visa is issued upon arrival at the airport. You just need to pay a fee of twenty-five dollars, present documents (a passport with a validity period of more than six months, tickets to your home country or to a third country, confirmation of a hotel reservation or proof of availability Money) and enjoy your vacation for thirty days. Children under nine years of age do not require a visa or duty. Once the visa expires, it can be extended once for another 30 days. To do this, you need to contact the police (department for foreigners). Best time to relax All islands of Indonesia have an equatorial monsoon climate, which means a small temperature difference and the presence of only two seasons - dry and rainy. From May to the end of October there is the least rainfall and the most sunny days. It is during this period that Indonesia experiences an influx of tourists. The next peak of the tourist season is the New Year and Christmas holidays. However, even during the rainy season, precipitation does not occur around the clock, but periodically in the afternoon. This does not interfere with sunbathing, swimming and walking in wet sandy beaches, surfing and diving.
Food and lodging Both in the capital and on the islands there are many inexpensive hotels and guesthouses. The simplest of them are a small room with a bed and a fan. For those wishing to have a luxurious holiday, hotels have been built with the maximum level of comfort, swimming pools, restaurants and other services (nanny, massage parlors, SPA). When checking in, pay attention to the availability of amenities such as air conditioning (fan), wi-fi, and cleanliness of the room. The food is quite varied, local cuisine predominantly dishes made from rice, seafood, meat, fruits, great amount variety of desserts. A distinctive feature is the use of a large number of spices. Pork is practically not eaten, since the majority of the indigenous population are Muslims.
Transport All islands are connected by air and sea. Private traders offer their transportation services and operate on any route. In cities and between them, traffic is on the left. Renting a car is not recommended as traffic is heavy, road conditions are often poor and some road signs are written in Malay. It is much more pleasant to use a taxi, bus or minibus. There are railway tracks, but communication is poorly developed. In addition to cars, bicycles and motorcycles are also available for rental. Entertainment in Indonesia Diving The most inquisitive tourists travel to Indonesia specifically to admire the underwater beauty while diving. Divers from all over the world come here, both experienced and those who are just planning to learn to dive with an instructor.
Surfing Indonesia, in particular the island of Bali, is very popular among surfers. It is believed that at these latitudes best waves and schools for beginners. Fishing It is very pleasant to sit with a fishing rod on a comfortable yacht. Tuna, marlin, snapper, barracuda, swordfish and other exotic marine life are caught on the hook. Excursions Tourists can choose to go into the jungle and conquer one of the mountain peaks, or go rafting along the mountain river Ayung. A sea of adrenaline and unforgettable impressions from beauty local nature guaranteed. Health improvement SPA centers offer tourists massages and wellness activities based on national recipes. Here you can try the wrapping procedure, order a complex aimed at getting rid of excess weight and many other, no less pleasant, procedures. Holidays and festivals Tourists who arrive in Indonesia on the eve of the holidays will certainly find colorful processions on the streets, amazing competitions, fairs and a sea of happy and contented Indonesians distributing alms and singing songs.
Parks Indonesia is home to several natural parks with animals and plants that inhabit them, which you can view, feed and photograph. Huge amusement parks and a water park have been built for attraction lovers. At the dolphinarium you can swim with these cute mammals. And the aquarium offers you to see a huge number of fish without diving into the water. In addition, many bars, casinos and nightclubs are open, including open areas, where fire shows are held.
When traveling on your own, you choose your own program, entertainment and place of residence. After experiencing the local culture, attending a holiday or festival and seeing with your own eyes the beauty of the temples, nature and beaches, you may find that one month spent in Indonesia is not enough and you will want to extend your exciting stay in this exotic country.

Indonesia visa

When planning a holiday in Indonesia, you must first of all resolve the issue of a visa. Depending on how long you plan to stay there, the methods of completing documents will vary. We are going to Indonesia for a short time. Visa on arrival So, if you are traveling to Indonesia for a period of no more than 30 days, then there is no need to apply for a visa in advance - you will receive it upon arrival. VoA (visa on arrival), or visa upon arrival, will be issued to you in any major airport countries (in the cities of Jakarta in Java, Yogyakarta, Denpasar in Bali, Padang, Makassar, Manado and Solo in Sulawesi, Medan in Sumatra, Kulang and Surabaya, and on the island of Lombok, in sea ports and at land border crossings.

Climate in Indonesia

Thanks to his geographical location Indonesia attracts tourists all year round. You can safely come here at any time and be sure that the weather will not ruin your vacation. Features of the climate in Indonesia The country has two climates: equatorial and subequatorial, which determines the differences in weather conditions V different parts Indonesia. Thus, on the southern and eastern islands you will find the division into two opposite seasons, familiar to many countries in the region: the dry season and the rainy season.

Transport in Indonesia

A beautiful exotic state that attracts with luxury hotels, a variety of entertainment, and active recreation- all this is Indonesia. Among the many islands, there are those that tourists from all over the planet love the most - Bali, Java, Sumatra and others. According to one legend, the island of Bali was created by the gods, and subsequently generously gifted to mortals. Today, anyone who wants to relax like a real god can comfortably reach any of the resorts in Indonesia by air or sea, which, by the way, are not known for their affordable prices.

Fourth time to Asia - this time to Indonesia. Again, only ladies of free age (when they are still almost young, and the children are already adults). Tickets for Qatar Airways were purchased back in the spring - 22,000 from Moscow to Jakarta and back. Tickets for Batavia from Jakarta to Denpasar were, unfortunately, purchased later, and therefore cost $110.

The flight went well, with disposable socks provided, a computer in the back of the seat, a semi-working remote control, and even Russian films.

In Jakarta we bought a visa for $25 (for this you only need a passport and money). They changed money there ($1=8250 rupees). We took a shuttle bus to the first terminal, having waited about 25 minutes beforehand. Batavia flies from terminal 1C. And the shuttlebus brought us to 1A. I had to run.

And now almost a day of flight is over, and at 21-40 we land in Bali. We were greeted by pleasant coolness near the equator. We took a taxi for 60K rupees (after bargaining, of course) to Jimbaran. Hotel villapuriroyan was booked back in May on the Internet without prepayment on their website. A cozy, beautiful courtyard appeared to our eyes, even at night we saw a small pool, a lot of greenery around.

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The rooms were spacious and clean, although the furnishings were not new, but the price was low - 242K rupees per room. Afterwards we went to the sea, or rather to the ocean. The beach is very close to the hotel. The sea greeted us with waves, and the beach with soft sand. There was a breeze and it was nice. We dined on local dishes of noodles and rice. Satisfied and full, they fell onto the bed and fell asleep.

We got up at 10 and went to breakfast. We were given a choice of fried vermicelli, thick flatbread with jam and toast, as well as coffee or tea. Balinese coffee turned out to be quite good. Having had our fill, we went to the sea to swim, enjoy life and acclimatize. The beach is sandy, quite clean, the waves were scary on the outside, good on the inside. That is, it is quite possible to swim out behind them and swim in the depths.

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We went to the fish market, which is located near the airport. Didn't like it: dirty and smelly. There are also fruit rows there. But we were there in the evening, so we only got papaya.

In the evening we went to dinner at MegaTebaCafe. It is located in the left corner of the bay, if you are facing the ocean, in a row of other cafes without tablecloths. There we took two sets of 90K rupees. They included fish, shrimp, mussels, rice, sauces, water, fruit. And, of course, we took freshly squeezed juices separately. They are wonderful there! It was quite enough for four.

We agreed to take a taxi for the whole day at the reception for 500K rupees.

We ordered breakfast half an hour earlier. We left around 8:20.

First we went to Dreamland, a beach near Uluwatu. It was impossible to swim there due to big waves, but beautiful! Sand, rocks, wave crests.

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We found a small hole in the rocks on the shore, and there we had a blast tumbling in the waves.

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The next point on our program was Uluwatu. This is a temple that occupies southern cape Bali. The path led along the edge of the cliff, and we saw huge waves crashing against the cliffs.

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There are many monkeys running around the area. These impudent creatures grab cameras from unwary tourists, glasses and caps.

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Thank God they are afraid of the stick.

Then our path lay to the bourgeoisie in Nusa Dua. There we swam, believe it or not, without waves. It was a bit dirty near the shore, but further on there was real bliss: the water was clear and warm. I didn’t want to go out, but I already wanted to eat.

The driver brought us to a beautifully decorated restaurant with tablecloths. This immediately aroused our suspicions, but the menu put them to sleep. Although prices were low, the amount of output dropped sharply. Thus, after paying 500K rupees, we left the restaurant with a slight feeling of hunger.

Finally, we visited Tanah Lot. This is a temple standing in the sea. At low tide he finds himself on the shore.

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We watched the sunset there and went to Artmarkit, which is nearby. There are a lot of souvenirs and clothes there. Lots of beautiful palm wood products. You need to bargain for everything and reduce the price by 2 times.

We arrived home late, and on the way we stopped at a minimarket, where we bought some inexpensive, good fruit.

Today transfer to Ubud, cultural capital Bali. Yesterday's taxi driver took us there for an hour and a half and for 250K rupees. He found us the Ubud terraces hotel ( [email protected]), which is located on Monkey forest street.

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The hotel has a large, beautiful area, spacious rooms. With fan 250K, with air conditioning 300K. There is a swimming pool. We happily agreed.

However, later we were surprised to discover that there was no soap in the room. In response to our demand, we were asked to buy it ourselves.

But that's not the main thing. Ubud amazed us and made us fall in love at first sight. It is very Asian and, at the same time, not like other Asian cities. It is clean and green with many temples.

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There are many small hotels, cafes, shops. You can wander and wander there.

But we were pressed for time. After a swim in the pool, we went to the Monkey Forest. This is a piece of the jungle, in which paths, temples, and monkeys live harmoniously.

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They are funny and well mannered unlike their counterparts in Uluwatu. They don't tear anything down, but they can climb on top of visitors and try to take away the camera. You can feed them bananas and watch their relationships endlessly. This place turned out to be quite worthy of our visit.

We turned right. Soon the street turned into a path and we saw rice terraces. The rice was turning green, the water was gurgling along the irrigation ditches, and the path was surrounded by palm trees. The beauty of another world, different from ours.

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Local residents worked the fields, went about their business, and smiled at us warmly, offering coconuts. Then the path turned into a path and descended into a ravine. When we crossed to the other side and sat down to rest, an aborigine approached us and hinted at the late hour. We turned back and walked along the same side of the ravine without crossing it. The path turned into a path winding among local farms. Suddenly we heard a heart-rending croaking and saw from the side a snake devouring a frog. The spectacle is not for the faint of heart. We passed by Organic farm cafe. Then we entered Ubud onto a street perpendicular to the Monkey forest.

Wonderful walk!

After a swim in the pool, we decided to try a local massage. There are countless spa centers in Ubud. We took a traditional Balinese massage for 80K rupees. Wonderful! For a whole hour, the strong arms of the balijeks kneaded our tired bodies. On the street we agreed with a taxi driver for tomorrow for 500K rupees.

Before going to bed we discovered that there was no second sheet or duvet cover.

We got up early and left at 7:50. But before that, they caught the boy who was cleaning the rooms and almost forcibly snatched four sheets from him.

The first point of our program was GunungKawi. 300 (as they say, they didn’t count themselves) steps led us to the river. Along the way we admired the very picturesque landscape. Rice terraces, palm trees on steep slopes.

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Below we saw the royal tombs: huge reliefs carved into the rock.

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Not far from them is a small temple on the other side of the river. A very beautiful place.

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The next item was suggested by our driver: something like a garden for tourists. There we saw how coffee, cocoa, various exotic fruits grow, and Luwakis also live there. These are cats with a fox face. They eat coffee beans and then defecate with them. Undigested grains are washed, dried and fried as usual.

We were treated to coffee, cocoa, teas, and we bought a cup of shit coffee for 30K rupees.

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I liked this coffee, it’s softer with a slight sourness. In the shop there we bought coffee, cocoa, teas and very tasty chocolate.

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But a mafia of local guides stood in our way. These racketeers demanded Rs 300K for a two-hour walk. When we expressed a desire to send them to the bathhouse and go alone, we were accused of non-compliance with the laws. The trade did not lead to anything, and we proudly turned around and drove to the lake. This turned out to be not very interesting.

Soon we got into the car and went to Singaraja. The road went along mountain passes and she was extraordinarily beautiful. In fact, our driver took us to Lovina. There is a good beach there without waves. The expected black sand turned out to be simply dark and did not make much of an impression.

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After a swim, we went to have lunch at a nearby cafe, rejecting the good restaurant offered by the driver.

The last point of our program was Lake Bratan and the temple on it. We arrived there already at dusk. Having bought tickets (in Bali you have to buy tickets everywhere), we went to the temple grounds. This is a beautiful garden with temple buildings. On small islands there are pagodas.

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Babble! It’s a pity that we didn’t come here a little earlier, when the mountains on the opposite bank were illuminated by the setting sun.

And home! We were at the hotel at 8. The driver and I differed in our assessment of events: we thought we had a great day, but he didn’t think so. Oddball, he expected to return much earlier.

In the evening we changed money. There are a lot of exchange offices in Ubud, where they never tried to deceive us. We agreed with another taxi driver to take us to Padang Bay for 180K rupees.

On the last day of summer we went to Lombok. We reached Padang Bay in an hour. A ticket to Lembar pier in Lombok cost 36K for a public ferry and 350K for a speed boat. We chose cheapness over speed and stayed at the pier to wait for the ferry for up to 2 hours. All morning ferries were canceled due to the Romodan holiday.

We had more than three hours left before departure, so we went swimming. The beach was found to the left of the pier (facing the sea). We swam among boats in surprisingly clean water for a port. Then a cafe on the embankment with delicious fried bananas was waiting for us. So the forced delay did not tire us at all.

At half past one we merged with the crowd and went to storm the ferry. The crowd consisted of local residents and backpackers.

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We were nimble and efficient and rushed onto the ferry in the first rows, for which we were rewarded good places. A small number of cars and many motorcycles were brought onto the ferry. The people sat on the seats, on the floor, wherever necessary. The ferry was large and there was enough room for everyone.

We sat in the bow, where a strong wind was blowing. It got really cold.

Four hours flew by quickly, and now we were already in Lombok.

To our surprise, the square was almost empty. There were no taxis as a class. Romodan again. But the world is not without good people. Seeing our confusion and ability to pay, a man jumped up to us and offered us a car for 300K rupees. There is no point in bargaining in Romodan, and we agreed.

On the way, we counted the number of people on one motorcycle. The maximum was five. Child, father, mother with two children. It’s a pity we couldn’t take a photo of this daring five.

We arrived in Senggigi at the Mascot Hotel MascotBeachResort, which we booked by phone from Bali +62 370 693 365. This is a hotel on the first line, consisting of two-room bungalows. A room for two cost 450K. The rooms are clean. The garden is pleasant.

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We ate Indonesian delicacies in their restaurant. Tomorrow we will be purchasing a tour to Rijani.

Already at 9 am, an employee of the company working at our hotel caught up with me about trekking to Rijani. But we were not yet ready to talk to him. Therefore, we postponed this interesting action for 10. And during this time we called the hotel in Simbalun, from where we are going to begin our ascent to the volcano. We were immediately offered a tour, including transfer and hotel for 1,500,000 per sister. We were pleased with the route, but not with the price. Their representative immediately came to us and began to sell us on trekking, but did not want to bargain. We sent him away with God and went to the reception to meet the first pepper. He offered us a hotel in Senaru and trekking from Sembalun to Senaru for our price of 1200K rupees. We shook hands, paid him half the amount and left satisfied.

For breakfast we had delicious rice with vegetables and additionally ordered amazing fried bananas.

And swim, swim, swim! The beach there is great. Fine sand, clear water.

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One thing breaks the idyll: a small strip of garbage in the water near the shore. We walked along the beach to the right to the cape. It's pretty trashy there, but behind the cape it's just a public beach with all its features.

Let's go left, there are a number of hotels and cafes. We had lunch at Sunshine Cafe. There was strawberry juice. The food is average.

And here is the last time before Rinjani we swim in the ocean.

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And it's time to get ready. We pack all our warm clothes in our backpacks and leave everything we don’t need at the hotel. Fortunately, the same hotel for two nights after Rijani has already been paid for in advance through the Adoga website.

Exactly at seven in the evening a car arrived for us, and we went to Senara. We were there around nine. On the way, they tried to change the route over the phone. We were offered to start the hike in Senara and end in Sembalun. But this really meant an extra 450m up, since Senaru is at an altitude of 600m, and Sembalun is at 1050m. We refused not very politely.

We were checked into a modest hotel, where we met our guide Tari.

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We took the absence of a second sheet and the presence of dirty towels as preparation for the hike.

At seven in the morning we were fed pancakes and given coffee and tea. Then we watched the pickup truck being loaded with food, things, porters and a guide. At about 9 o'clock they loaded us with our backpacks. We left some extra things where we spent the night.

Around ten we were in Simbalun. There, at the trekking center we filled out the paperwork and at about 11 we set off to pick up our guide.

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At first the trail went through open terrain and was not very steep.

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Then we entered pine forests, or rather meadows with pine trees growing on them.

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It was hot. We saw many dry river beds. Near one of the bridges, the porters prepared lunch for us. To say this place was dirty would be an understatement.

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There were many groups eating there, both before us and with us, and there were no trash cans there. We tried hard not to watch the porters prepare dinner and wash our dishes. For this we were rewarded with soup made from rollton and vegetables. The tea turned out to be mud, and we washed our hands with it.

Two weeks before us, there was a fire in these places, and huge areas of burnt grass surrounded us. The guide said that this repeats every year in July and August.

But, fortunately, there were also places untouched by the fire. The climb became steeper and the views more beautiful. At sunset we went to the edge of the crater and saw the lake.

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Yes, our climb to 1600m was not in vain, it was worth going here.

The porters were already here, and tents were set up and dinner was waiting for us.

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Bzzzt described the porters most accurately. All I can do is quote him.

They are characterized by small stature and an extremely “frail” physique.

They smoke constantly

They constantly carry more than 20 kg of weight on a makeshift bamboo structure placed on one of their shoulders. At the same time, the weight of an average “porter” without a burden hardly exceeds 60 kg

The above-mentioned homemade structure is a storage for food, water, dishes, tents, sleeping bags and other things, without which our trip would simply be impossible

The only clothes they have on them are: shorts, one T-shirt and flip-flops

Each "porter" without much effort is able to overcome the steepest slopes one and a half to two times faster than quite sporty, prepared and motivated tourists (that's us)

For each day of such hellish or, better said, slave labor, they are entitled to 50 thousand rupees (think about it, that’s 5.5 dollars!)

They are most likely robots.

Early in the morning, or rather at night, we had to climb Rijani Peak 3726m. That is, takeoff at 1000m and descent. It was decided to send me alone to this task.

Get up at 2:30. In complete darkness by the fire, the porters gave me coffee and cookies. Lights were visible on the mountainside: these were the earliest birds climbing the mountain.

Tari and I set off at 3:15. I turned on the headlamp I bought the day before in Simbalun. The trail was two lanes and many people were walking along it.

At first the climb was steep, then I reached the ridge and walked along it. Tari got lost halfway, but even the most gifted cannot get lost there. The road consists of a variety of loose rocks. It's safe to walk, but very difficult. And at the end, after two and a half hours of climbing, a real tough ride awaited me: a steep takeoff.

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And this comes with accumulated fatigue. Every step was difficult. Dawn had already begun, and it was necessary to get there at any cost. The sun was rising over the sea, clouds were swirling somewhere below.

Happy people were already going downstairs, and I looked at them hauntedly. Another half hour of a hundred meters of ascent, and I’m at the top. I will never forget this beauty. Clouds are far below your feet, the Bali volcanoes Agung and Batur in the distance, the lake in the Rijani caldera and small volcano, cones of fog over the lake.

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Half an hour later Tari appeared and we began our descent. Now I looked condescendingly at the people rising, and they smiled at me with a hunted smile. The descent took me two hours, including photographing the opening beauties.

Around half past ten, half dead from fatigue, I arrived at the camp.

Soon a small volcano located on a peninsula in the lake became visible. Indescribable beauty.

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A little more, and the sun illuminated its crater. There were no clouds, we breathed clean mountain air and enjoyed the beauty around us. Upstairs there is Observation deck, from where you can clearly see the lake and the volcano. It is there and only there that tourists who take a two-day tour are taken. We were very glad that we took a three-day tour from Sembalun to Senara. This gave us the opportunity to more fully experience Rinjani, its beauty and uniqueness.

Then we went down to Senara. For 12 km there is 2 km of descent. At first it is steep on rocks, then on loose powder. The area was open, and below there was a forest with clouds on it. It was funny to see first the jungle, then the clouds, above them the sea and the sky. Agung was visible in Bali, Gili Islands.

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There were also pieces of burnt grass, but in comparison with the surroundings of Sembalun there were few of them. Then the path entered the jungle and the clouds. The trail is excellent and very picturesque. As the altitude drops, the character of the forest changes. It becomes thicker, vines and thorns appear.

In the evening we went for a massage. Opinions differed. Two found it much worse than in Ubud, two found it much better.

Last time in Lombok we had dinner at our hotel. We were alone in a restaurant by the sea. The food was quite decent for white ladies on holiday. We liked everything about the Mascot hotel: comfortable bungalows, location on the first line by the sea, wonderful garden, good service, restaurant. Night swim in the ocean, and goodbye Lombok!

We ordered Blue bird taxi in advance by phone. The taxi arrived on time and after 40 and 50K rupees we were already at Mataram airport.

Lion air spent a long time checking my credit card and didn’t even look at my passport. Tickets to Denpasar were purchased in advance via the Internet for 250 K rupees. By the way, a boat to Bali from Lombok costs 350K per person.

The flight lasted half an hour and was very interesting. We saw Mataram, then Agung appeared, in Bali we saw our native Jimbaran and Uluwatu.

Once at the airport, we went to the Hotel reservation counter, where a nice boy offered us the Puri Bamboo hotel in Jimbaran for $55 per double. No, at first he suggested other less worthy hotels, but as soon as I went to the next similar counter, the desired hotel was found. We paid for it immediately and received a voucher. At the exit from the airport we caught a blue bird and drove to the hotel for 40K. He turned out to be great. Large comfortable rooms with a balcony, swimming pool, towels by the pool, everything is clean. One drawback - the way to the sea (about ten minutes) goes along a not very pleasant street.

On the main street in a large supermarket we bought yellow inside watermelon, mango, melon and the mysterious Lengkeng fruit, also known as longan. These are large berries with hard skin and transparent pulp. They taste like melon. We liked.

We spent the evening on the beach, had dinner at our beloved TebaMega on the ocean shore at a table with a candle, eating fresh seafood cooked on the grill. There's still a lot delicious juice lime

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