November 27, 2013

The photos seem to be grayish and under exposure. I wanted to edit them to be brighter and merrier but then I decided not to. It was a cloudy day and the most interesting thing was: there was a small eruption that morning.

Imagine that. My jaw dropped! I went to a volcano that just erupted.... Although it's a small one, this was my first time seeing a volcano up close, I was sooooo surprised. 

Museum Gunung Merapi, happened to be closed. =(

The volcano showed its power in 2010 when a severe eruption took place and affected more than 300,000 people in Central Java. It's the most active volcano of the country and has major eruptions every 5-10 years.

I saw pictures of the eruption and the tragic aftermath. The whole city was covered with dust. There were dead bodies, injured children, burned animals and ruined houses.

And because of the power of the volcanoes, the residents nearby have to always prepared to evacuate in case there is eruptions. The disaster had destroyed their properties so they rebuilt little houses ( or huts as I saw) with simple architecture and humble interior.

The only best thing about that volcanoes is that the lave spewed out during the eruptions slowly form very fertile soil. Agriculture is the main stay of local economy.

Besides volcano, there're chickens and a hot hunk.

If you are interested you can pay extra for a jeep tour or a motorbike tour 
to be nearer to the volcano. 

This little girl was washing her face with tissues and water. 
Then she started playing sand with her twin sister. 

Now I must tell you story of this stall, Warung Bu Panut. The gentleman on the banner was the spiritual guardian / Pemegang Kunci of Gunung Merapi. The locals believed that this guardian could communicate with the spirits of Merapi and he knows when the volcano will erupt. When Merapi erupted in 2010, this gentleman refused to leave, he said it was his duty and responsibiltiy to stay. 

Pictured below is his wife, currently running the warung, preparing food and drinks for the customers in her humble little kitchen.

Beautiful colours on the table. And that cap really belongs to a cop (whom they call 'polisi' in Indonesian langauge), he was smoking and chatting with the local people in the stall.

Imagine suddenly you are asked to leave your own home.
Imagine you have to leave so many things behind.
Imagine your house being ruined.
Imagine your whole body is covered with volcanic ash.
Imagine losing someone you love.

We are blessed that Malaysia is free from volcanoes and earthquake.

Yogyakarta Travel Diary

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