
As usual, I did not opt for any package tour or hired a guide. Instead, after some reading from the brochures and Internet, I took an 'angkut'-some kind of a modified pick-up truck which is used to carry passengers (Bandung's version of a mini bus, if you may call it...) to the city's Terminal Station. From there I hopped on to another 'angkut' which is bound to go to Subang via Lembang. The 'angkut' then dropped me at the entrance to Mount Tangkuban Perahu. The whole trip took about 1 hour 30 minutes and cost me only RP8000.
Note: 'Angkut' literally means 'carry'. This is another aspect of Bahasa Indonesia which I truly love. Practical, unpretentious and it does not even bother to 'glossify' words in order to make them sound good or proper or even 'politically correct'. Awesome:)
And what da ya know... the place was closed for the day due to safety reason! Apparently there had been some minor 'seismic movements' around the area of an active crater called 'Bomas'. So, naturally the officials did what there were supposed to do: closed the place and chased visitors away from the area. I was so dissappointed, devastated!
Well... me and my bright idea:(
In order to 'cool down' and console my sorry self, I decided to hang around at a nearby 'warung' (kiosk) and had a few cups of 'Kapal Api' coffee. Hmmm... they were so yummy!
But wait... my disappointment did not last that long though. I was later approached by one local who 'whispered' to me that he was willing to take me on his motorbike all the way to the mouth of the volcano(... of course for a price).


In order to 'cool down' and console my sorry self, I decided to hang around at a nearby 'warung' (kiosk) and had a few cups of 'Kapal Api' coffee. Hmmm... they were so yummy!
But wait... my disappointment did not last that long though. I was later approached by one local who 'whispered' to me that he was willing to take me on his motorbike all the way to the mouth of the volcano(... of course for a price).




At the end of the day, I walked out of hot-spring park feeling very fresh, rejuvenated and satisfied. And then, as if in 'cue' from ' some heavenly conspiracy' in ruining the beautiful day that I had till that moment... I was told that I had to walk for some distance in order to catch an 'angkut' to take me back to Bandung. Well... surprise, surprise! I did not complain at all.
Truth is, the cool mountain air in the area had such a
Truth is, the cool mountain air in the area had such a

special effect on me. Thus, I then enjoyed a truly nice 'leisurely' evening walk through a small village and upon reaching the end of the village, a sardine-packed 'angkut' was already waiting for its last passenger to board... ME!
Unfortunately, the 'angkut' didnt go all the way to Bandung! Instead its last stop was at a place called 'Lendeng'. And from there I had to take another 'angkut' to bring me back to the city. At the end of the day, I had enough of 'angkut' experiences that I was so tired and felt like I need to be 'angkut' to my bed in the hotel:)))
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