An island of the Batak culture, an island of friendly, welcoming people situated on Samosir Island. A plateau shapes the island, combining with rolling hills, green fields and wild roaming animals.
We spent quite a while in the Island, getting into its laid-back style of living, and exploring the unbeaten tracks not many would journey in. Sharing many experiences in nature, we had many opportunities to interact with locals and understand them better. As the bus slowly moves away from the mainland city of Parapat, traditional Batak music echo from within my earphones, reminding me the energy the island gave throughout our stay there.
The journey to Medan was a 'pee-holding', 'cramping' trip that lasted over 4 hours. Having stopped over a gas station en route, my bladders can't help but shiver in silence, awaiting the next pee-stop. Nonetheless, I did had a great sleep, that eventually resulted in more backaches while trying to hold my nausea down. The ride costs us 130,000rp each, where the driver dropped off passengers heading to the airport, the city centre (that's us) and Bukit Lawang.
The intriguing thing was that we met the driver that brought us to Berastagi, in Medan. In fact, dem drivers are indeed all in the same company! After dropping off, the taxi entered one of Medan's infamous traffic jams, that was caused by a delay in the flow of traffic along the train tracks. With immerse horning and the continuous shuffling of vehicles and people of all sizes, the traffic was tight and seemingly impossible to move. Giving way is simply, not a norm in Medan, or as I heard the Jam capital of Indonesia, Jakarta. Heck! I was told the traffic wasn't that bad!