Kraton; a real anti climax
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People i met here, who contributed to and improved my trip: Juliana (Russia)
After a heavy Saturday night, we didn't arise from our slumber until the middle of the afternoon and thus the chance of going to Kraton - the Sultans Palace - had already alluded us. We therefore caught up with some internet, got an energy filled KFC and headed back to the Bintang Bar! We weren't really in the mood for drinking, but a game of Ludo helped to pass the time. Following some Dinner there, and to my surprise, they had the Charity Shield Final on, so we stayed to watch Manchester United defeat Chelsea on penalties, before calling it a night.
The following day was an earlier start and we decided to hire ourselves a guy to ride us on his bicycle to Kraton. One of the charms of Yogya is to take a journey like this, where you are getting not only a ride but an invitation into the drivers house - many are so poor that they sleep in their carriages.
After grabbing some lunch, we walked to the train station to catch our train to Surabaya. The ride took around 10 hours and wasn't helped by the fact that halfway through the journey, some guy stole Julia's seat when she went to the toilet.
Once in Surabaya we pulled out our untrustworthy Lousy Planet and set off walking to the hotel, which of course was much further than written. It was necessary to keep asking the locals where we were going, although most of them had never heard of it and one woman was adamant that she was going to show us to an ATM! Eventually we found a young guy on a motorbike who knew where it was and him and his friend very kindly gave us a free lift there (walking distance - yeah right!). To our frustration the hotel was full and the only other budget option was miles away.
Exhausted both mentally and physically, we decided it was fate and caught a taxi back to the train station, as we knew a train was shortly leaving to the town of Probolinggo.