Post from Michelle:
Today we left Bali and traveled by bus and ferry to Java. Within the first hour on Java I could already see a difference in the two islands. Gone were the lush green valleys. Instead, Java is much drier and flat. The eleven-hour trip from Ubud, Bali to Mt. Bromo, Java left us exhausted. Not so much physically, but emotionally due to the crazy driving!
Riding in the bus, sitting towards the front, we had a good view of the events on the road. Our bus must share the thin roads with bicycles, mopeds, ox and cart, cars, buses and trucks. Our driver passed other vehicles, at high speeds, by going into the opposite lane, with on-coming traffic clearly in sight. It felt like a giant game of "chicken". Neither driver would slow and at the last minute our bus would swerve back into the correct lane with just inches to spare before a collision. It was like he was daring the other vehicles to hit him. Many times I just had to close my eyes û it was too painful to watch. Thankfully we arrived to Mt. Bromo safely, late at night.
Riding in the bus, sitting towards the front, we had a good view of the events on the road. Our bus must share the thin roads with bicycles, mopeds, ox and cart, cars, buses and trucks. Our driver passed other vehicles, at high speeds, by going into the opposite lane, with on-coming traffic clearly in sight. It felt like a giant game of "chicken". Neither driver would slow and at the last minute our bus would swerve back into the correct lane with just inches to spare before a collision. It was like he was daring the other vehicles to hit him. Many times I just had to close my eyes û it was too painful to watch. Thankfully we arrived to Mt. Bromo safely, late at night.
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