Why do we put so much trust our devices? I recently read a
critique of this attitude aimed at millenials who put a lot of faith
in what yelp, tripadvisor and google maps tell them about the world.
Gone are the days, lamented the critic, of people asking each other
questions, of people exploring without detailed reviews and online
reservations, gone are the days of humanity's independence from the
screens.
Whatever one might think of this critique, it seems pretty true to
me. But have things really changed? 25 years ago, I was involved in
the tourism industry in Yogyakarta, Indonesia, a place where hundreds
of thousands of foreign tourists visited every year. More often than
not, these travelers were reliant upon their Fodors' or their Lonely
Planet. In fact, given that these were pretty much the only sources
of information about SE Asia at the time, these guidebooks were even
more influential then than their contemporary electronic equivalents.
I've seen it a 1000 times, but I still think it's odd to see
an 11 year-old riding a motorbike on a public road
What happens when you go to a place for which there is little to
no information online? This is what I've been experiencing this last
week here in Kalimantan Barat. Furthermore, the information that
exists is often flawed. You saw in a previous episode where I tried
to visit TripAdvisor's top-rated restaurant in Pontianak. It wasn't
where it was supposed to be and the folks in that neighborhood had
never heard of it. From my point of view, that was entirely okay. I
just found somewhere else. My screen pointed me in a direction; I
took it from there. When I got out into the countryside, there wasn't
any information on the big travel sites at all. I did find some
useful information though from a couple of fellow travel bloggers,
Konni and Matt, a couple South African retirees who traveled a
similar route to mine back in 2013. Things change in three years. The
towns I visited in KalBar weren't as he had described them 3 years
ago.
What? No street signs?
Point being, I couldn't find any information about whether or not
you could get from Bengkayang to Merasap via these back roads I found
on Google maps. I decide to try. When I got the point where I was to
turn off, I stopped for some water and asked the lady at the roadside
stall if I could get to Merasap down that road. She said no. I simply
assumed she didn't have the benefit of Google maps.
The dotted yellow line was my adventure on the
backroads of Borneo.
See, it doesn't take much for google to put a line on a map and
call it a road. This picture shows you one of the roads it told me to
take. Now, had a dirtbike, a real motorcycle with knobby tires and
meant to go off road, I certainly would have continued, but it was
here I decided to give up on my original plan.
Google maps said go that way.
No.
By that point, I had already gone so far, I didn't want to go back
the way I came, so I began to look for another way out. I knew that
there was another major road some way off to the east; I also was
seeing palm-oil-nut trucks and workers coming down the road towards
me. They had to be coming from somewhere. If I just followed to
most-worn paths, I would make it out of the palm-oil plantation and
back to civilization.
The point of no return
If you remember back to when I was Naypyitaw, this
I'll-make-it-eventually mindset when talking about Third World muddy
roads has lead me into trouble in the past. Instead, I reached what I
deemed a point of no return, and decided to return.
That's when I ran into trouble.
“I wonder what would happen if I went that way?”
PUSH!!!
See in the second half of Tour d'Borneo, Part Five.
Oh my goodness! How wonderful it was that God provided someone to help you, especially since it seemed you were out in an area where there was no people! Praise God you were okay! Hopefully, you didn't have trouble starting up your motorcycle, and driving, again. Blessings, Lynn
Yes, God heard your prayers.... Well, he heard the word Holy...repeatedly .. followed by another word that usually accompanies it, and might have mistaken it for prayer. Anyway, glad you got some help/good timing to get you out of that one. lol Crazy.
Oh my goodness! How wonderful it was that God provided someone to help you, especially since it seemed you were out in an area where there was no people! Praise God you were okay! Hopefully, you didn't have trouble starting up your motorcycle, and driving, again. Blessings, Lynn
ReplyDeleteYes, God heard your prayers.... Well, he heard the word Holy...repeatedly .. followed by another word that usually accompanies it, and might have mistaken it for prayer. Anyway, glad you got some help/good timing to get you out of that one. lol Crazy.
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