There are not many reasons tourists take the Road south from Surabaya. To be honest, there are not lots of reasons tourists would even maintain Surabaya in the first place, but let’s forget that for now.
I am talking about Mount Bromo, the active volcano that lies amid a large valley. Using it is top blown off, it appears more crater than a mountain, while putrid sulfurous gas and smoke billow out, from within. One reason Mount Bromo has become such a popular site for visitors is because it is not isolated. The valley is really a caldera — a huge cauldron-like pit generated by the ground collapsing following a significant eruption.
Most people begin their trip well before the sun is up, in preparation for the sunrise. By the end of the street, it is a twenty-minute return to the viewing region, though dozens of sailors with horses will happily accept some money for a ride up. I’d been warned it would be cold at the top. However, I believe that has to have been by Indonesian standards because, although the rays are to reach out across the terrain, it’s far from cold.
As the sun rises, the clouds are the first to grab the color. Red. Pink. Orange. Subsequently, the valley begins to glow. The shadowy outline of the hills come in the focus and vista across the entire area is suddenly bathed in light. It’s a good method to start the morning, really.
An hour later, down at the base of Mount Bromo Itself, I am faced with the ‘sand sea.’ It had been difficult to have a perspective from the viewpoint, but now, as I’m forced to swiftly shield my face as a wind gust tries to blast grains into my eyes, it seems as though something from Africa or the Middle East. The only vegetation is up on the seas across the caldera, watching fearfully down in this bare landscape.
But again, there are horsemen here. While many Visitors decide to walk the 30 minutes or so towards the top of Mount Bromo, there’s, even more, the option of going on horseback. The riders, covered up to shield themselves in the sandstorms, have an eerie and romantic ruggedness to their physical appearance. A sacred temple set against the grey landscape shows their connection to this region.
In the top itself, there’s just so much to do. The gases coming out of the crater are rather overpowering, and at times it is a bit embarrassing to stand in the edge and look down. Sudden bursts of powerful wind blow a concoction of smoke and sand right into my face. But to look down to the volcano makes me feel somewhat insignificant.
This is a first portion of the nation. It is more than only a volcano — it is a complete tract of land that has evolved over the millennia in the geological activity beneath it. It’s created a pure phenomenon much larger than any tour can do justice. It just feels… special… to be here.
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