Feeling very much 'cultured' from all the dances at the temple and the palace, we moved on with architectural marvel, Candi Borobudur.
Both Mama and Daddy had been here back in the days, both with our respective families and at least once with our respective schools. Indeed, apparently the Grand Temple is the single most visited tourist attraction in Indonesia. I guess that kind of account for the major development of the whole site.
Not far from the parking, there was a complex of stalls offering food and various knick and knacks. They also sold all kinds of hats and umbrellas for those tourist who came unprepared for the weather. Indeed, the weather that day was not sunny, but it was hot and humid still!
As I said before, there were many school kids around, and boy, were they excited at the sight of Uncle Martin! I suppose he might well be the first 'real' Caucasian they see outside the television or something. Ha! Anyway.....
Here is some shots of the temple. It was big, and the climb up to the top was really not for the faint-hearted (or less than fit, ha!). The humidity and heat were not helping either. I guess that was partly why this Mama found herself with a grumpy Little Kid on top.
Actually she did not even want to have her picture taken. Mama just sneaked that picture after taking Tante's pic at the other stupa:
We did not stay too long up there, simply because there were so many people! Not to mention the fact that a steep set of steps going up meant a pretty scary way going down.
Good things Kecil is no stranger to steps, going up or down. She's a trooper. Still remember our trip to Mount Bromo? Yeah, so even this time, she went before Mama.
Looking back, I think she managed to be quite impressed by her own feat of climbing up and down the Temple. Or maybe she was just waiting for her Tante and Uncle, who definitely took the steps with more caution. Haha...
Straight from the Temple, I think we went straight to our lunch venue, a resort in a refurbished coffee plantation.
It was quite a long ride to the resort, but it was quite worth it. The place was beautiful and the food (most importantly) was good. As usual, apart from the food, Mama took quite a few picture.
Why, Mama even took one or two of Mama!
Kecil was fascinated with the flowers adorning the stairs, mostly because it was arranged beautifully in a basin of water.
So, perhaps when we get a windfall of some sort (win the lottery, yeah!) we can drop by for a week or so. Haha.... In any case, bearing in mind the long trip back to the hotel, it was already time to make our way back.
It was quite a fun day going around the area, even with the long car-ride, on our last day in Yogya. The following day we were to catch the flight back to Surabaya, parting ways with all the Tantes. We would see them again the following weekend, but that would be another story/post. Stay tuned!
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