There's a time when I was a bit young and live apart from my parents. Where the decision was made by my self. It was the first year on my university life, new friends, new life, new challenge and all new things came up in my life. Me and my closest friends at that time, now they're become my best friends, being told about a place near Yogyakarta by our seniors and well-known cause it's magical touch and historical background. Dieng Plateau they called it, was known as the highest plateau in Indonesia.
Everything was just spontaneous at that time, we gather friends, summary of stories, and found a perfect date. It was on the early of March, we already made draft timeline on our mind, had our own role play among the others. There was 2 treasurer-Mikha and Ipil, time manager-Me, bargainer consultant-Tsani, photographer-Fika and Opik, and Crew, Candka and Ririn. At Friday on 7:00 am we gathered our money, and hopped on to Trans Jogja to Jombor Station. Then we took a bus to Magelang. Up to Magelang the trip was pretty smooth, until our halfway to Wonosobo we had to change a bus, and we made a such spontaneous decision, just by asking the driver where to go if we wanted to reach Wonosobo, and he said we must get off from this bus, on the intersection, luckily we asked him on the right time, I don't know what would happened if we late even just a couple minutes.
At the intersection we pretty much confused where to go, but someone yelled from a far, called us, then we went there, we asked which bus went to Wonosobo, he replied in a hurry, "Yeah just get on this bus hurry!", not so sure, still we got on the bus. I takes about one and half hours to get to Wonosobo, but here comes our next problem, we didn't know where to stop. It's the same problem like on the intersection, there was no sign board, no direction on the street and no track written on the bus, so the choice left was asking to the driver. So we asked where to get off and how to continue our trip if we want to go to Dieng Plateu, he answered just get off on the next intersection then took a smaller bus that waiting right on the intersection. So we did, and found exactly the right bus. It's just us, the bus still empty and about 10 minutes ride we own the bus, we took some pictures before the other passenggers came.
It takes about 2 hours ride to reach the plateau, and we shared a bus with mostly old people who went or came to the market and brought their harvest or poultry. In the other hand this bus is the only way for people to reach Dieng Plateu. The height on Dieng makes it beneficial to its people to grow xrops amd many kind of vegetables. Just about halfway from our destination, it was just cliff and fog that we saw and the view was thrilling yet breathtaking. When the fog was gone, we're popeyed by the views, and all I could see was a green land above the clouds, like you just came into a fairytale. I've never forget what it's like but I have no words to desrcribe it.
to be continued.
March 2010.
