lunes, 16 de junio de 2014

BATU KARAS (passion for surfing start here)


From the trans Jakarta bus, that was full of people like Metro in Barcelona in rush hour, to the buses station was a big work out. The reason was that I had to hold my backpacks up without any possible movement in the boiling and filled bus. Then the auto bus that will bring me to Pangandaran. You can imagine how that public bus was: seating three in a seat of two, bugs and luggage in the middle of the corridor, no air conditioner, broken windows, smelly and everyone trying to get a conversation with me because they were surprised for see one tourist in this kind of bus.

My plan was spend the night in the bus, although I arrived at 1am. In the middle of the nothing, just small station, two bars closing and the typical locals asking you constantly for bring you to some place by motorbike (ojek) or minibus (bemo). I didn’t think twice and I went to seat down in front of and ATM and take a rest until the sunrise, where a drunk Indonesian girl stopped in front of me and proposed me to give me massage and fuck me for free. Trust me that I said no! Hahaha.

Why? Because is not what I’m looking for. I don’t have religion but in my philosophy of life, nothing is really pleasant when is easy to catch it.

Anyway, my first night in the street was successfully!!! Just two more hours by bemo and one by ojek for arrived to Batu Karas.

This is an idyllic village and surfing hot spot. Is the most enjoyable place where I’ve been in all Java. Just two beaches separated by a wooded promontory. I’ve never forgotten the nice, huge, wood, bungalow where I spent three nights, just having good surf with longboards, eating, reading, sleeping and talking about surf with the locals. This was what I was looking for!!!!!
Three of the four days I spent in the water. The other one I rented a motorbike and I visited the surrounded villages, the terraces of rice fields, Panangdaran beach, a small school where unexpectedly I stopped for teach some games for one hour and the Green Canyon, where boats buzz up the jungle-fringed, emerald-green river to a waterfall and a beautiful canyon where there’s swimming.

 









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