Kok ado nan alum mambaco, barangkali rancak lo dibaco laporan turuih ka 
nagari awak ko untuak macaliak baa impressi surang ka karancakan nagari awak..

Kito baco. Dari Jakartapost.com
teks asli tncik di: 
http://www.thejakartapost.com/yesterdaydetail.asp?fileid=20030727.M01

Salam,
--MakNgah

  Features September 27, 2006

     West Sumatra: Great attractions, shame about the rest
Features - July 27, 2003


Hera Diani, The Jakarta Post, Padang

A recent vacation in West Sumatra made me realize how we Indonesians take 
things for granted all the time. In this case, our natural resources.

Just like almost all the other regions in this country, West Sumatra is 
amazingly beautiful and has all that a visitor may desire.

Fancy the sun? Go to the capital of Padang, with its relatively clean 
beaches a few kilometers away. If you prefer a cooler place, take a visit 
to the tourist haven of Bukittinggi about 72 kilometers from the provincial 
capital.

Or visit the sprawling lakes dotting the province to catch postcard-pretty 
images of silvery water as sunshine kisses the surface. Breathtaking.

But, just like other regions in the country, the natural resources are not 
being used to their full potential. I'm not talking about brutal 
commercialization, but measures to make sure tourist attractions are free 
from garbage, hoodlums, bad service and lack of information.

West Sumatra's proximity to Jakarta is one of the reasons it is worth a 
visit, with cheaper than ever airfares of about Rp 400,000 for the 
90-minute flight (it takes you Rp 350,000 and 30 hours by bus).

My group rented cars for trips within the province, and our first stop 
after Tabing airport in Padang was Batusangkar, some 90 minutes drive to 
the north of the capital, the place to take a look at some archaeological 
relics.

There are several ancient inscriptions, including those dating from the era 
of king Adityavarman back in the 14th century. It's too bad (the first "too 
bad") they have not been well maintained.

Fences have been built around the inscriptions, and there are makeshift 
roofs over them. But as you step forward to take pictures, your camera will 
be mired in spider webs.

Looking for some history about the inscriptions? The existing information 
consists of poorly photocopied paper glued on a board.

We visited a house where a mystical stone called Batu Angke-angke attracts 
people who lift it in the hope of having their wishes granted. As we 
watched one person after another fail to lift the seemingly light stone, 
the house owner's family was in the same room, watching TV or gabbing on 
the phone. The mystical vibe vanished pretty quickly.

In downtown Batusangkar, the old Dutch fort Van Der Kappelen is badly 
damaged after being used for a local police station. About the only thing 
telling of the history of the place was "1824" written on the gate.

One tourist attraction that can be praised for its good maintenance is 
Istana Pagaruyung, an old palace in Batusangkar.

Situated on five hectares, the palace is on the site of the residence of 
the last Minang king, Raja Alam Bagagarsyah Johan Berdaulat, who died in 1849.

Renovated in 1976 and again after a fire in the mid-1980s, there are 
several buildings on the grounds, the main one a sturdy structure in a 
boat-like design, distinguished by pillars which are tilted to buffer 
earthquake tremors.

Indian and Chinese influences can be seen in the curtains, tapestry, 
bedcovers and pillowcases. You are likely to get one of the guides who is 
very fluent (and tries to show off her good English even with Indonesians), 
as well as very proud of the matriarchal culture of West Sumatra.

"I love being a Minang woman because all of the property goes to me, not my 
brothers," she said firmly. You go, girl!

But the smile became a frown when none of us was willing to be photographed 
in traditional costumes.

Bukittinggi was the next stop. A two-hour drive from Padang, it is located 
on the beautiful plateau of Agam. The center of tourism, it is a pleasant 
place to shop, eat or look at the old Minang houses, with their roofs 
arched in the shape of buffalo horns.

It was time for another "too bad".

At Ngarai Sianok canyon in the city center, as I stood on the edge of the 
canyon admiring the view, a vendor threw a bucket full of garbage into the 
canyon. Local hoodlums also tried to get some money from us as we asked 
them for supposedly free brochures at the tourist information booth.

Nearby Fort de Kock is a nice and clean park, with an old fort built in 
1825 where the late founding father Mohamad Hatta was once interned by the 
Dutch colonial government. There is a bridge, a much smaller version of the 
famed Golden Gate, which connects the fort with Bukittinggi's notoriously 
bad zoo.

The day before our departure was lake day as we visited all the big lakes 
in West Sumatra: Maninjau, where we had to pass 44 head-spinning roadturns; 
Singkarak, the habitat of endemic Bilih fish that are smoked and sold to 
visitors, and the twin lakes Danau Di Atas (Upside Lake) and Danau Di Bawah 
(Downside Lake).

We had trouble enjoying Maninjau and Singkarak close up as they have no 
lakefront. The trip to the twin lakes was pleasant with tea plantations 
along the road, but we got lost several times as there were no signs to 
guide us. When we got to the lakes -- surprise, surprise -- there was 
garbage all over the place.

Despite the discomfort, and the regret about how such a beautiful place is 
not being promoted and maintained, I had fun.

I enjoyed a delicious bowl of the local version of soto (soup) Garuda in 
Jl. S. Parman, Padang. I greatly admired the skillful hands of weavers in 
making state-of-the-art cloth near Bukittinggi, where I also went on a 
shopping spree.

I grimaced but laughed as I walked on "reflexology bridge", a 50-meter 
stone bridge in Bukittinggi.

As I reflected on the trip on my way home, I suddenly remembered a train 
trip from Jakarta to my hometown Bandung, West Java. I was accompanied by 
an Australian friend who had traveled extensively all over the world.

He looked at the green scenery outside the window in total wonderment.

"There's no scenery like this anywhere else in this world," he said, 
pointing to the rice field terraces, the mountains and the rivers.

Of course, I was used to all of the beauty around me. Now I realize that 
the moment we see it from the other point of view is when we will stop 
taking our country for granted. Otherwise, all of our riches may be gone 
before we know it.





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