Not something I'll probably do again any time soon. If we went during the hot season, where apparently, the currents aren't as rapid and the scenery would also be more beautiful, I might contemplate doing it again. But that will be somewhere in the really far, really distant future.
But dammit if it wasn't scary fun. Scary but also fun. When you are safely dry, in your room, in front of your computer and reminiscing. Scary fun. While in the water, shaking from the cold, feeling the current pull at your legs and your knee aching from where you smashed it on an unseen rock under all that water, and you're remembering that you can't swim for nuts, and your nose is aching from all that river water you snorted up during that tumble over the rapids (where you also bashed your knee) and grabbing hold on a rock for dear, dear life, all you're really thinking is "I can't believe I'm doing this" and "Get me out of here".
Funny how hindsight can also be pretty dumb.
It was really kinda epic though.
So, to explain, a bunch of us went to Pangandaran and Green Canyon last Tuesday to Thursday. That thing with the water and rapids was at The Green canyon. Normally, when the river isn't overflowing from the rain, it's supposed to be really pretty. With green colored water and nature. And you know. That kinda stuff. You can swim down the river and enjoy the view. Or do some body rafting or some such nature stuff. Right now, if you didn't know, it's the rainy season and the river is something of a yellow dirt color and swollen because of constant rain fall. But we jumped in regardless. Which is why self preservation isn't exactly available right now.
On Thursday, we went to Cagar Alam, a kinda nature reserve where we tracked through the forest and saw caves and weirdly shaped stalactites and stalagmites. On of the caves there was a man made cave made by the Japanese (I say Japanese made but what I really mean, is they pointed the guns at prisoners and made them carve it out manually). It was pretty awesome. I mean really awesome. The WWII buff in me had a field day. They had all kinds of tricks in it. Like a fake entrance, and a fake exit. Holding cells and torture rooms. It's a shame that we couldn't see most of it because the rain had made it really slippery and apparently dangerous, so we only like, took a gander and came out the fake exit. I was pretty excited over it though. Even gave a really short lecture on the history of world war II in Malaysia and how what I found out really blew my mind. (I might write about it if I can collect enough guts to make my opinion known on the interwebs).
It sounds like we didn't really do much but with all that walking and climbing and tandem bicycling and getting swept by the currents thing, we were pretty wiped out.
So all in all, I can safely say this is the most fun I've had in the past two years or maybe more plus. Excepting of course, when my family came to visit because family tops everything.
And that's it for this post. I'mma have to take care of revisions tomorrow and as much as I like being a student and everything, I hate this shit so, so much.
nursing my aching muscles
akunona
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