Back on the mainland of Bali after a few days in Lembongan Island we decided to hike up to the volcano of Mount Batur.
Looking back it was a mistake to do so with a baby. I would not recommend the trip to smaller children. We stayed in the small village at the foot of the mountain and got up before sunrise to climp the volcano. It was pitch dark and I was dizzy and not feeling well. My husband carried our baby the whole way on dark jungle paths. Half way up I got sick with cold sweat and had to stop. I ended up being really sick and when we finally made it to the top my only concern was how on earth to get back down. I was exhausted.
To my big surprise they had cold drinks on the top. That coke and the beautiful view saved my life. Sitting on the top watching the sun rise was an amazing feeling. We did it! The guides cooked us eggs and warm bananas on the hot lava stones. My stomach wasn’t up for it, but my husband and our son enjoyed it.
The trip back down was nothing compared to going up the volcano. It was scenic and the paths were more even making it much easier than going up. I wonder why they choose the uneven jungle paths in the dark – but that might be part of the challenge climbing Mount Batur??
We were forced to stay one more night in the small village at the foot of the mountain because of me being sick. The small cabin was simple and dirty and I could not wait to get out of there. Not the best place to be sick.
The village was poor and dirty. The lake was flooded with garbage and I am pretty sure the fish I had for dinner at the local restaurant was from the dirty lake being the reason I was sick. The lake was not only for fishing, the locals do their laundry and bathe in it as well.
The second I felt better we took a taxi to Tulamben.Share on Facebook