MT BROMO PHOTO DIARY.

 Heading out just before the sunset to catch the active volcano of Mount Bromo. 

 Pastel sky. 

The mixes of ashes and sand was just flying around our feet as we walked through the valley leading up to the volcano. 

Misty mountains. 

And here it is - my first ever volcano. Wasn't really what I had expected. Just a lot of fog rising. 

 In the midst of the valley was a temple. Beautifully set, among all the mountain tops. 

 A group of locals hanging about in the village. 

Moments before the sun made her first appearance. Such a peaceful moment; sitting there with steam rising from our cuppa noodles, before the chinese tourists arrive in hoards and block the view whilst taking photos (using flash, rookie mistake!!) 

 And there she finally was. Beautiful as ever. 

 Elme was attempting a sunrise-stop motion, meanwhile the volcano is spitting out some clouds in the background. 

Our newfound friends documented whilst documenting. 

From the bus ride on our way back "to solid earth". Me and Heidi were squeezed in the front seat. Worried sick as we rolled down those thin, undulating roads without any seat belts and a driver who obviously was not familiar with the term speed limits.