My very first experience exploring mountain in Indonesia was Mt. Papandayan, Garut. it was in the middle of October, I was bravely went to Garut by myself. Because it was my first time I did not even know how hard and dangerous it was because, if I see my brothers, they are actually cool and strong enough to hike and climb, and I questioned my self, why could not I? So, from this point I decided to go to Papandayan.
PS : Actually my brother did not allow me to hike, I just push myself to have this awesome experience. And after that
One brother told me : “Hati hati ya nanjak itu adiktif loh, hebat Halla !”
Another brother told me : “Mantab Halla, tapi jangan sampai kena keracunan akut negeri di atas awan ya Halla”,
*my brothers keep calling me ‘Halla’ fiuh.
And, yes thank you Papandayan, you are beautiful ! you made me realize about anything, especially when I met people whom I had not met before and making friends. And, surely, there will be another hiking !