Back in Bukittinggi



A bustling town in the Minang Highlands, Bukittinggi was one of my final stops in Sumatra. After the 18-hour bus ride from Parapat, I crashed on the roof of the Orchid Hotel then made my rounds the next day, ending up at Bedudal that night. On my third day in town, I rented a bike, $6 again, and headed off to Lake Maninjau.

Down into Sianok Canyon and back up towards the ridge over the lake, jungle and rice paddies took turns straddling the road. I took it slow down the infamous 44 hairpin turns to the lake itself, descending into thicker, wetter jungle past gangs of monkeys lounging on the roadsides. I'd come this way in a bus a couple years before, and it was one of those bus rides where you think a lot about your own violent death, and how fitting it might be en route to such a random place.

It rained on the ride back, so I pulled over to join a group of Minang men, all huddled under the roof of a small shop in a cloud of Sampoerna smoke. Friendly as always, they talked a bit about Obama and asked about wives and religions, and I felt a tinge of sadness over my dwindling days in Indonesia.

Back in Bukittinggi, I headed down to Turret Cafe. I'd just been treated to some fantastic beef rendang when some familiar faces showed up in the cafe--friends met on my first visit. They joined in celebrating my last night in town.


Kristen said...

Gorgeous pictures, as usual. I think we are all due for a skype date.

tourDesingkarak said...

Those pictures are a real treat. What a lovely place to live..
visit us at Bike Bukittinggi to Maninjau