The kind people of Desa Ngadas will forever touch my heart.
The whole community showed me such benevolence that I couldn’t imagine that I deserved. Desa Ngadas is the highest village in Java and one of the coldest but its people is the warmest and welcoming of all. They are simply the most wonderful people I met by far in my life.
Straight from Yogyakarta, together with my Indonesian travel blogger friend, Acen we decided to journey to an off beaten track towards Mt. Bromo through Desa Ngadas to experience the living of the villagers even in a small period of time.
We arrived at our homestay around 11:00AM, knocked out by the fatigue we’ve accumulated in the past 4 days exploring Java. Acen and I found ourselves dropped dead in our room - a powerful sleep that pretty equivalent to a night long sleep. It was 4:00PM when we were awaken from our own deep reverie, haven’t had our lunch so we stepped out of our homestay and explored the village to find some good street foods.
Acen with the owner of our homestay.
While walking in the long straight narrow street, I couldn’t help myself to mesmerize by the landscapes – a lush green plantation lodged on the mountain slope while the fog blanketed the whole village. Every person in the village we have crossed gave us an ear to ear smile and a delightful greeting. We also met a family who pleasantly staring at us while we’re still afar and by the time we reached their place they asked us to come inside in their house to have some snacks and a cup of tea, in gracious response we stopped and had a quick chit chat with them as if we knew each other before, had also couple of photos with the family before we continue to our stroll.
On the near end of the street, we saw a decent home stay; the door was widely open that seems they were really inviting somebody to come in. A woman in 40’s approached us to come inside and she let us see the different rooms available, pretty better than our homestay. The kind woman also bid us to have a hot coffee with their local delicacy and we all seated nearby the fireplace to compensate the cold weather in the village. I don’t know what they were talking but she and Acen were talking in Javanese language. I just fascinatingly stared and listened at them. According to her, as interpreted by Acen, their primary living in Desa Ngadas is agricultural populace which is said to have existed in this sanctuary for hundreds of years. Over the epochs, the inhabitants turned surrounding forest to plantations with considerable variety of crops, from cabbage, onion, potato and vegetables. There are three faiths in the small village of Desa – Buddhism, Hinduism and Islam, all are encompassed with a great measure of lenience. Delightful conversation ended with happy full stomach and a new acquaintance, promise to come back in Desa Ngadas and next time will gladly visit in their homestay. Astonishingly, the people never harden their hospitality to the visitors.
and this is the kind woman, the owner of this homestay
Our exploration then continue, again a family invited us to come inside their house but we just smiled back and politely opted to endure our walk for we are in search for a mobile network signal that time because unfortunately signal in the village isn’t that good. Few steps, we saw cute little kids and I was keenly to have a photo with them. They are so lovable with their soft pinkish cheeks. Perfect combination of beautiful place and a wonderful people.
I thought we met the essence of going in a homestay perfectly, mingling with the locals, trying their foods, hearing their stories and being connected with them.
Almost all of the villagers courteously welcomed us in their modest hamlet. A simple showing of their hospitality gave me a large impact in my heart and the sweetest smiles are forever engraved in my memory. The Desa Ngadas is the home of genuine people with compassionate soul. The locals’ friendliness can definitely warm visitors in this village cuddled in the cold zephyrs from the massifs.
