Showing posts with label Yogyakarta. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yogyakarta. Show all posts

Monday, March 4, 2013

Temple Tour: Candi Borobudur


November 14, 2012 – Temple Tour
   *take Transjogja bus – Malioboro to Jombor – 3,000
   *Jombor bus to Borobudur – 20,000
   *Borobudur – entrance: 200,000 (20usd)
   *Borobudur to Jombor bus station – 20,000
   *Jombor to Transjogja Maioboro-3,000
   *transjogja malioboro to Prambanan – 20,000
   *Prambanan – entrance: 165,000 (18usd)
   *Prambanan Transjogja to Malioboro – (20,000)

That’s a copy of my detailed itinerary for my supposed DIY temple tour in Central Java. Total expense for transportation only for the DIY tour is around 86,000IDR. Some travel agencies offer transport tour for only 65,000 to 75,000IDR. As always, the downside of joining group tours is that you cannot own the time of your tour.

So I decided to scratch that part of my iti, because I accepted the offer of the kind family I met in the railway station (obvious bang nakalimutan ko ang name nila. Tsk. Tsk.) Free transport tour to Borobudur and Prambanan temple – means saving 86,000IDR. Saving 86,000IDR means more KFC. Haha!

The night before, I texted the travel tour owner to confirm my stay in Anda Losmen. They told they’ll pick me up at around 430 in the morning. But it was almost 530 when they arrive. (Borobudur temple opens at 6am.)

Borobudur Temple
Entrance fee:
180,000 IDR/20USD (foreign visitors)
90,000 IDR/10USD (foreign students with ID)
 30,000 IDR (local visitors)

I never get tired to exploring temples. I must admit I vaguely remember all the details of the  history of Angkor Wat temple, but I cannot forget how beautiful and magnificent the temple was. Now another Buddhist temple in central Java left me with so much awe-wow moment.

Entrance fee in Borobudur temple can be very hefty. This is after all one of the country’s tourist hotspots, so expect a double even triple charge for foreigners. But there’s always a way for a kuripot traveller like me. I first plan to act like a local in order to avail the cheapest entry fee. But since, I accepted the free transport offer of a travel agency, I had to join other foreign visitors, and be one with them.

The next thing I did was to pretend to be a legitimate student of a university. I know, what I did was a crime, but it’s one of those days that you have to make a crazy ‘diskarte’ to save a big bucks when travelling. Haha. Besides, I didn’t come up with this idea all by myself. I got this from research. Haha. And I didn’t make such claims without any document to support it – my Recto-made ID. (sabi nga, wag tularan!)


Right after securing my student pass, one of the attendants assisted me on how to wear the sarong. It’s their way of showing respect to the holy temple especially from visitors who will be wearing shorts and short-shorts. There’s a different sarong for foreign and local visitors.

I then took advantage of the free coffee being served in the office. We were oriented for a minute then we proceeded to the tour – all by ourselves. It was a weekday, yet, there were a lot of visitors in the area most of them were local students from Surabaya and Bandung.


But these students aren't there just for the tour, but to learn and practice their English – by talking to foreigners visiting the temple.


So while being in awe at the grand temple in front of me, students started to flock the view. Mobbing most of the white-skinned tourists entering the temple. Oh well, I thought they won’t notice me, being tanned and dark skinned and all – before I knew it – I was there, talking to them, after all, I was wearing the sarong for foreign visitors. So there I was, answering all their scripted and much memorized questions – what’s your name, where you from, when did you arrive in Jakarta, what do you think of the Borobudur temple etc. They’d better do it right because their respective teachers were documenting the whole thing. Haha.  They also shared bits of Indonesian culture – food, dance and few local words which I can no longer remember. And to end the discussion, you have to grade them how do you think the whole conversation exercise went.

brown sarong for locals, white for foreigners

It was fun at first, really. I was just amazed how eager they were to learn English. But after having three different batches of students – it began to sound a little annoying. They asked almost same questions over and over, except the last one, where I talked to college students. But the interview basically ate up my tour time – c’mon as much as I wanted to tell them my story, I still have a temple to explore and I was running out of time. When I saw new visitors coming up the stairs in the temple, I started to beg off interviews from the kids and started my tour. This time, I was in a hurry because I only had few minutes left from our allotted tour time. But still, it was a wonderful experience talking to them.

Borobudur temple is the largest Buddhist temple in the world. It is also one of the most complex I’ve ever seen. From afar, it may look similar to a pyramid. But when you take a closer look in it – you’ll see magnificent features and intricate designs that made this temple into the list of UNESCO’s World Heritage Site. History dictates it was once buried into volcanic ash and was abandoned for hundreds of years until it was rediscovered.


On the top floor, you will see the most photographed stupa of the temple. There are 72 stupa (bell-like designed monument) surrounding the main dome that is located at the heart of the temple. Inside these stupas are 72 Buddha statues, sitting in different meditating position, protected and covered. They say the Buddha statue inside the stupa symbolizes the holiness of the spirit of the monks.

 

But there are some special stupa that is open for prayers and pilgrimage, like this one.


They say it’s best to visit the temple for the sunrise, at around 4-5am, but it’ll cost you more. The price you have to pay if you want to see the beautiful transformation of the temple once the first ray of sunlight kisses it and displays the various color of volcanic stones the temple is made of from. (Regular operating hours in the temple is 6am to 5pm.)

Some facts on Borobudur temple:
The largest stupa, right at the heart of the temple has a lightning arrester to protect it from bad weather.

It has a total of 1,460 reliefs that illustrates a story and more than a thousand panels for decoration.

A total of 32 lion guards surrounded the temple.

There are 504 Buddha statues in the entire temple.

Persistent souvenir vendors will mob you at the exit of the temple.

Note: Don’t be surprised, it’s a long walk from the exit of the temple to parking area where the tour vans and your tour mates will be waiting for you.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Yogyakarta: Anda Losmen, Cecko Tours, Malioboro St.

Originally, I plan staying at a more posh, boutique-type EDU Hostel. Their website is very enticing and they offer cheap rates for budget traveler like me. They also have free breakfast. Quiet a steal really. But things change when I entered the famous Gang II of Sosrowijayan St. Sosrowijayan St is the Pha Ngu Lao and Khao San Road of Jogja.

first night in Jogja

After parting ways with the Indonesian family I met in Gambir station, I tried to explore Sosrowijayan St. in lieu of my search for a cheap Mt Bromo-Denpasar tours. The plan is to book my Bromo-Denpasar tour before heading to my hostel – which is a little far from the area.


I may look Indonesian to them – but with my backpack and my camera – again, my cover is compromised. Few men approached me, trying to offer their travel tour packages – in full Indonesian Bahasa dialect. Kala kasi talaga nila Indonesian ako. Haha.

Based on research, these are the few reliable travel companies that offer great deals on my chosen leg (Jogja-Bromo-Denpasar) – Cecko Trans, Simple tours and Sorso tours. The first two agencies are located next to each other in Gang II area. While Sosro is located near Malioboro Inn.

Upon entering Gang II, different travel agencies and ‘anda’ (guesthouses) will welcome you. Bike rentals, internet cafĂ©, money charger will also join the welcome party. It's called the international village for obvious reasons that the area houses different people from different countries.


Signs of Cecko and Simple tours are hard to miss when you’re in the alley. I first checked Simple tours but it was too crowded with tambay. I walked a little more and saw the office of Cecko Trans. After talking to the guy in charge, I booked myself one slot for Jogja-Bromo-Denpasar package for 350,000IDR. This includes the following:
  • Private transportation from Jogja to Probolinggo to Cemaro Lawang – 13hrs (with stops)
  • Overnight stay with breakfast in Cemaro Lawang (shared room)
  • Jeep transfers to Mt. Penanjakan and Mt. Bromo
  • Private transportation from Cemaro Lawang to Probolinggo to Denpasar, Bali – 10 hrs (with necessary stops)
In dealing with Mt Bromo tours, make sure to ask if the ‘jeep transfer’ is included in the package or not. So you won’t be charge again in Probolinggo for the jeep transfer (100,000IDR), unless you want to walk all the way to Mt. Penanjakan and to Mt. Bromo. Other backpackers had this dilemma when they realized that jeep transfers were not included in their tickets – when they pay the same amount as mine. I paid directly to the travel agency, while they pay through a third party.

After settling my Bromo package, I exited the office. Just in front the Cecko trans, I saw Anda Losmen. Because I told the Indonesian family I met that I had reservation in Anda Losmen, I tried enquiring their rooms. Good thing, they had one single, fan room with private bath for 35,000IDR – I got excited about the price and checked the room – it’s very basic. But it has free WIFI. I love being basic and I love free WIFI – so I took the room, 70,000IDR for 2nights. My budget is 60,000IDR per night. Yes, may pang KFC na ako. Life is great.
 right in front of Cecko Tours

                35,000IDR = 175.00Php per night

Talk about the room being basic, it has one outlet. I had four essential lifeless gadgets to charge (one camera, one mp3, one cell phone for roaming, one for local use). Not to mention the fan in the room. The price I had to pay. Haha.

One of the attendants of Anda Losmen was kind enough to accompany me buy an adapter. We took the short cut and walked the narrow alleys of Gang II area.

newly painted walls in one of the alleys

I then decided to change my dollars bills to rupiah in an authorized money changer near Garuda Inn, it's along Malioboro St.

my first million in Jogja

Before calling it a day, I leisurely walked the streets of Malioboro. It’s famous for batik and the likes. Souvenir items and other Indonesian crafts are being sold here. There’s also a nearby shopping mall in the area.

Monday, December 10, 2012

On the rail: Jakarta to Yogyakarta by Train


Birthdays are best celebrated with families and friends, with cakes and ice creams with colorful balloons and flowers… and booze for others. I have done that for the past 29 years of my life. And it’s not that I’m tired doing it, it’s just I want to mark my life turning 30 into something different – celebrating it alone, miles away from my loved ones, no fussy celebration – just a moment, must say, a week of self discovering of how I lived my life, in 30 years.  

This is one lame excuse I came up for my solo trip to Indonesia. Honestly, I booked my tickets by mistake – and it was too late when I realized the dates. That’s one problem when you’re in a hurry securing tickets from a seat sale (11-11-11), and doing it at work, when you’re strictly prohibited to access any non-work related sites. Well, a thousand peso round trip ticket to Indonesia on my 30th birthday is not that bad after all.

Nov 12, 2012
NAIA Terminal 3
After my crazy stunt in Bangkok last September, I had to triple check my money before I left my boarding house. Even J had to counter check it, just to make sure I have everything essential I need before I leave the country. Haha.

Well, it seems to me that I begun to love having airport mishaps. While in NAIA, I unknowingly left my passport at the check in counter. I comfortably sat in the food court area, enjoying the barely-there WIFI connection, when I heard my name, echoing in every corner of the airport… the voice was telling me to get my passport at the Cebu Pacific help desk. Tsk. Tsk.

Touchdown: Jakarta Airport (Soekarno-Hatta International Airport) 

Much has been said about the hassle passing through the Immigration in Indonesia – I have read numerous horrible stories about Pinoy travelers being harassed, extorted and worst, suspected to be drug couriers in the country. Just days before my trip, I read one blogger who had yet another untoward Immigration experience in Surabaya. Almost make me backed out from my birthday plans.

Taking things seriously, I made a very detailed itinerary just in case an IO would dare asked the why’s and where’s of my travel. Usually, I travel with my flip flops, but this time, I dressed up properly complete with my shoes on. Paranoid lang. Sleepy and exhausted, I tried to look fresh and respectable in front of the IO – only for him to glance at me in less than a second, checked my passport – and viola! It got stamped – no single word from the officer. *Sigh*

After withdrawing money from the ATM (I used an RCBC My Wallet Visa card), I decided to stay overnight in the airport – and waited for Damri Bus to take me to the Gambir Railway Station the next morning. 



Nov. 13, 2012
Soekarno-Hatta International Airport, Jakarta
Jakarta doesn’t have MTR or BTS. DAMRI bus transports passengers from the airport to the city. I’m not sure what time they operate but I was able to ride one at around 530am. (20,000 IDR to Gambir Station).

In less than an hour, I reached the Gambir Railway station. It looked a little unkempt from the outside. You wouldn’t even think it’s a railway station – but it appeared different inside. I went straight to the ticket counter, having a very detailed itinerary made it easy for me to tell them my preferred train time – 8am. Destination: Yogyakarta (they call it Jogja). I got an ekslusif class ticket for 355,000IDR. During the planning stage of this trip, I thought of getting an overnight train to save one night accommodation, but nothing interests me in Jakarta – so I decided took the first train of the day.

Gambir Railway Station

One can fly from Jakarta to Jogja, cheaper than taking the train, especially if you get the chance to book it on a seat sale. But train rides can be exciting too. It’s my first time to experience a non-economy class seat. Travel time from Jakarta to Jogja is 8hrs. Can be longer if you take economy train.

After securing my ticket, I had my first Indonesian meal, or should I say, Asian meal – Nasi Goreng it is.


If you have plenty of time and energy, you check out the famous site few steps away from the station – MONAS, Jakarta's National Monument. I saw it on my way to the station while inside DAMRI bus, so I didn’t bother checking it up close.

While waiting for my train, an old couple approached me for some help. They were trying to use their new Smartphone, same unit as mine. They might have seen me using my phone so they asked me to help them out. I had a hard time fixing it, because all are written in Bahasa and they thought I’m Indonesian – actually, it has been always like that for my entire trip. Haha. But I speak no Bahasa, apart from Terima Kasih (thank you) and Sama Sama (Your welcome) which I practiced before leaving Philippines. Good thing they know how to speak in English, as the lady was a retired teacher in Jakarta. They told me they had an emergency call to make. I offered my phone but they declined. After some time, the phone got fix, and they were able to make a call. They were suppose to take Air Asia flight from Jakarta to Jogja, but some reasons, they missed the flight and left some of their luggage in the airport and decided to take the train instead.  Their son owns a travel tour company in Jogja and they also have a guesthouse in Malioboro-  area (the backpackers area in Jogja).


It was a good thing, I guess that there was no economy class ticket available – or else, I'd miss the comfort offered in the ekslusif class. Oh well, it’s not every day that I get to travel in an exclusive class. Comfortable seats, bigger leg room – and on top of that – I had these seats all for myself.  Tired from my flight, I dozed off to sleep before the train could ever leave the station.

outside the railway station, view from my seat

There are two outlets exclusively available for you, next to your seats, in case you wanted to recharge your gadgets while inside the train. Exactly what I needed – but they have different sockets – the round ones. I wasn’t aware of this – I mean, none among my research mentioned about the different socket – Haha.

We arrived at Jogja a little past three in the afternoon. Again, I was with the same old couple I met back in Gambir station – we were in the same coach. Their son fetched them in the railway station – he was introduced to me and he started asking me about my stay and my plans in Jogja. He owns a travel tour, I remember.


Jogja station is just a five minute walk away from the famous Malioboro St. So we walked and we talked. They offered me their guesthouse. At first, I thought it was for free. Haha. They gave me a discount, from 60,000IDR to 50,000IDR for a night – just right for my budget. But instinct held me back from accepting the very tempting offer.  I just told them I have reservations already at Anda Losmen – kahit wala. I was about to say EDU Hostel para social ang dating, I didn’t know why Anda Losmen came out first. They didn’t insist though, about the guest house because they knew that Anda Losmen has cheaper rates than theirs. But just before we separate our ways, he presented another offer – a temple tour for free – their gesture in return for helping his parents – ahh... Isn’t that sweet! I had no plans joining any temple tours, because I want to do it myself – I have a very detailed information how to get to and fro from those temples, I’m pretty sure I won’t get lost. But a free transport tour – made me think twice. And I think it’ll be a crime not to say yes. Haha.