A train passed Cisomang bridge
My dearies, what means of transportation do you prefer when traveling? I have always loved taking a train. Perhaps because it was the first means of transportation I used. D took me to Bandung, West Java by train when I was around six months old. He left me there under the guidance of his parents because both M&D worked and there was no nanny to take care of me.
It was lucky for them that I am such a good girl. I was very calm during the train ride. However, according to D, everyone in the train took pity on him, because he had to go by himself.
“Perhaps they were thinking that the wife had been leaving the man and the baby for a much better life,” D said, laughing.
But I digress. Back to the train thing.
A train passes Sasaksaat tunnel
What I find so exciting about the train is that it runs on its own tracks and is unlikely to get trapped in a traffic. And the fact that it’s the only means of transportation that I get along with. The others (cars,ships, planes) get me nauseated.
My love towards train is growing as time goes by. In 1980s, D wrote a book titled Berkelana Dengan Kuda Besi (Traveling With The Iron Horse), in which he told the history of train and how we can actually travel across the globe using trains.Well, not exactly across the globe. We have to switch to buses, boats and planes in some parts of the world.
I watched a documentary on Trans Siberia when I was in elementary schools, and I’ve been having dreams about the train ever since. Reading Agatha Christie’s Murder On the Orient Express only amplified it.
D was assigned to Germany in 1990 (or was it in 1989? He was there during the German reunification) to attend Frankfurt Book Fair. During his stay in Europe, he got to travel between Germany, France and the Netherlands by Eurorail. Oh, how I envied him until I tried the subway of Vienna.
When I went to college in Central Java’s Semarang, I used train to go between Jakarta and Semarang. If I take the morning train from Jakarta, I can see a glimpse of Java’s northern coastal in the afternoon as the train passes Batang-Pemalang. The view is majestic.
For a quick and beautiful train ride, I suggest the Argo Gede that runs between Jakarta and Bandung. If you depart from Jakarta, take the seats on the right side of the aisle. It is a feast to your eyes, since the ride will pass hundreds of train bridges, such as Cisomang and Ciganea. You can also see the amazing structure of Cipularang tollroad.
I usually get lucky whenever taking a train. An old man gave me a bag of wingko babat (coconut and sugar snack) when he sat next to me. During my college years, I visited the Train Museum in Ambarawa with cousine Dina. And we got to ride the steam train that travels between Ambarawa and Bedono, thanks to employees of Total Fina Elf (now: Total E&P Indonesie) that allowed two brave-yet-penniless girls boarding the train.
When you read this post, I have probably reached Kebumen by train. Although I can buy plane ticket, I decide to go by train. Boy, if I had the time and the money, I would travel the world by train.
Photos: courtesy of PT Kereta Api Indonesia
Photos: courtesy of PT Kereta Api Indonesia