Air Sambas, the name sounds like an airline. But Air Sambas is actually an Offroad Bus that will take us into the Temajuk area. Why is it called an Offroad Bus because of the unusual shape of the tires and the track that is passed is a heavy track like in an offroad championship event. This bus can be chartered for Rp. 5 million for one way from Sambas to Temajuk.
Throughout the journey, the bus body kept shaking with the road surface, tilting to the right and left by 10 to 25 degrees. It's the same romance as riding a tornado ride. The screeching windows of the bus added to the excitement of the trip every time it collided with the road that was not smooth. Well said, life is never flat, man!. This was also the reason why the driver had been playing dangdut songs at high volume since the departure. A trip that triggers adrenaline while making us not forget to "dhikr" along the way.
Once again, struggling with the streets of Sambas requires patience, especially during Ramadan like this.
After the tornado of Air Sambas, we arrived at the first crossing of Tanjung Harapan, on the banks of the small Musi River we waited for the ferry to take the bus (and us too of course). Like a hick, that's the first feeling we get when we see one motorcycle after another being herded along with its passengers in a canoe, something we rarely see on Java.
Stepping foot on Borneo in the first 24 hours felt so meaningful, especially when I saw another ferry docked at Teluk Kalong with the words "We bridge the nation - proud to unite the archipelago". It was an instant feeling of pride and happiness to have arrived in Borneo, especially for the first time and to be able to get to know the tip of Borneo, Indonesia, which not everyone will have the same opportunity.