Bogor to Jakarta 60km
Jakarta City 50km
The traffic in and around this city is nothing but intense. I did not see any countryside between Bogor and my Warm Showers Host's in Jakarta. I was probably more focused on my riding, my surroundings, and the other traffic than I have been since leaving NZ. And I needed to be. This was adventure.....the unknown was all around me....it was life threatening.....there was real risk.... the outcomes were uncertain.... my adrenaline was pumping.... and on top of that I had to navigate a route to my host's house.
By the time, 10.30ish, I arrived, my throat was sore, and my eyes were streaming, from vehicle fumes, but I was pumped......and then the exhaustion set in, after the adrenaline passed. What an awesome achievement....well I thought so....
My hosts in Jakarta are Ricky and Nana. He is an IT man, and she is due to have their first baby anytime soon. What lovely, accommodating, wonderful hosts. Ricky loves to cycle tour, but is being a responsible, soon to be father, and surviving on the stories of his guests.
They have a second guest. Laurent, a Frenchman, who is heading in the same direction as I. Trouble is, Laurent was knocked off his bike ten days ago. He has badly bruised ribs, and skiers thumb. He hasn't been cycling for 10 days, and has been resting, trying to get better.
However, yesterday, Laurent and I decided to explore the city...on our bikes....because we are both addicted to adventure and adrenaline. There were two places he wanted to see, and since I have map . me, I was to be the guide.
Ricky made a suggestion re our route, and also suggested that there was one area in the central City that we shouldn't visit, as there was a big demonstration happening, that could get ugly....no problem....
Ricky's route was main roads...not for us. Almost immediately we cut down the smaller back roads. We cycled over pedestrian bridges over highways, we went up and down step stairways, we followed dirt roads that turned into single track dirt trails, we went across railway bridges, we turned down narrow lanes between houses and shops, and a couple of times, inadvertently, went down one way roads the wrong way. We had a ball......
We stopped for an iced tea in one of the narrow lanes. At least 10 people crowded around us. Photos with their children and babies taken, huge smiles all around. Laughter. Hand shakes. Fond farewells. Very special moments. We stopped for street food. We stopped for cold drinks. It was very very hot. A couple of times we went down dead end streets. We were overrun by scooters that jumped the lights at one intersection. We accidentally cycled past the demonstration. And we got back to Ricky's with only 12% charge left on my phone. Oh my goodness. We would have had no idea where we were without the map.
We saw so much. We interacted with so many. We both had huge grins on our mugs. We were filthy dirty from fumes dust and smog. But we were buzzing. Another Urban Adventure safely behind us. Stories to tell. Memories to share. Amazing. And I wasn't going to come to Jakarta.