- Car parking
- Non smoking
- Swimming pool
The story of Ijen Crater was heard for the first time from an old uncle who happened to be sent there joining forced workersīó by the japanese army in the second world war period. It was in his childhood time.
The Solitary Crater, it is so called because of its position, alone out of reach and out of nowhere. It sounded rather intriguing. The old uncle said that it took the whole day walk to cross through the dark jungle, to arrive in a vast open plain area where they had to spend the night before hiking up the mountain on the next day. And the crater was the only interest because it spit out large quantity of sulfur. That chemical stuff flowed out in liquide with the colour of lava, yellowish red first when it is coming out from the deep to finis completely yellow once it hardens after a few minutes exposed in the fresh open air. In the darkness the colour turned out to be strikingly bright blue.
The story was refreshed fifteen years later when a French television featured it in its late evening program: the Ijen Crater. Through the television screen the beauty of the crater and the perilous working condition in which the mine workers carried the sulfur was just painstakingly spectacular.
They called it the beauty of the hell.
It was at the time when he took some years break from his professional activities as tourist guide in Bali, to travel and stayed in France. It was precisely at that moment that an idea came up in his mind, maybe an accomodation facility would be good for inciting the tourists to go there, even if he himself has not yet visited the region to measure if the idea was realisable. Anyway it was the period where there was no question of launching any kind of project. Just a dream. With his no situation condition in France and the bleak perspective with regard to finding a job good enough to generate substancial income, there was no way of fixing any sort of target. But dream brings only good feeling in life and dreaming is one of his specialties.