On our second day in Jogjakarta, after having our breakfast we headed to Dieng, some 116km away from Jogjakarta city. Dieng is a highland in Central Java that lies in Kabupaten Banjarnegara. The road was steep with greenery of the highland plantations on both sides of the road. We stopped by a park for our driver wanted to have his breakfast. We saw it as an opportunity to try street food.
I had tupat equivalent to Malaysian ketupat but with watery peanut sauce and Adik bought Es Buah. Delicious. I then craved for Crepes so I bought Indonesian version of Crepes named Krepes.
In Dieng Plateau there are few interesting places to visit. But we only made it to Telaga Warna, literally translated to “the Colourful Well”. It is actually a turquoise coloured lake whose surface was reflected by the dispersion of light that made it looked colorful. There are caves which are not possible for anyone in my size to squeeze in. Another lake at the other side of the park. One could try some adrenaline challenge by paying Rp10,000.00 to rappeal down from one high point across the lake. We don’t have much time to watch the movies about the history of the lake.
We travelled back to Jogjakarta to finally see Borrobudur.
Jogjakarta is known for its remarkably beautiful temples. When people mention Jogjakarta, our first thought is for the Borrobudur ancient temple. Least is mentioned about the other temple, Prambanan. I am still clueless why Borrobudur is more popular than Prambanan. It goes without doubt both the temples made it to my trip itinerary.
Weather was the drawback of our trip. It was rainy day to the detriment of my photography interest. When we arrived at Borrobudur temple, it was drizzling. Borrobudur tourism management just introduced a new regulation where tourists need to wear sarong throughout the journey. So I had a DSLR camera in one hand and an umbrella in the other hand. The tour guide had to carry my tripod. Even though Borrobudur stood magnificent, it became more of a haunted temple to me against the dark clouds background.
Stairs were steep that my mother had to surrender. She waited for us at one of the resting chairs provided in the temple. Part of Borrobudur was affected by Merapi eruption. The voluminous ash that covered the stupas and Buddhas could still be seen by me. The stupas were closed to public because there is a research undergoing to determine the life expectancy of the ancient temple.
My mother’s heart was captured by the Javanese stone mortar. Stone mortar is a tool used to grind and mix solid substances usually chilly paste to prepare a condiment. Indonesian stone mortar is different from that of Malaysian in the sense that it has a flat and broad surface. Javanese people make the best ‘sambal’ I have to confess.
We wrapped up the day by having dinner at Padang Restaurant. Food in Jogjakarta is known for its sweetness. Kelantanese people of Malaysia may fancy Jogjakarta food. And one thing I don’t like about Jogjakarta is the sweetness of its food.