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Published: June 13th 2013
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Adityawarman Museum
In traditional Minangkabau style, buffalo horns and all. Flying out from KL's massive warehouse-like LCCT (Low Cost Carrier Terminal), it was just a short 1h ride to Padang, the largest city on the western coast of the Indonesian island of Sumatra, which is itself the world's sixth largest island. Despite it's proximity to my home country of Singapore (which is probably just an hour or two's boat ride from the closest point of the massive island), this was in fact my first time here. Apart from the occasional earthquakes that ravage the island, and the separatist violence that used to plague the northernmost city of Acheh, the island itself does not seem to generate much global news, and my arrival here would have filled me with more hesitation and anxiety, had I not already spent a month in the neighbouring (and more populous) Indonesian island of Java last year.
A friend of mine who'd previously visited Medan, the capital of the island, warned about the dense population on Sumatra. Indeed I was expecting something akin to the busiest Javan cities that I visited last year, but Padang proved to be a much calmer affair. Being a relatively large city, its obviously not devoid of people, but by no
Jalan Batang Arau
Riverside promenade. means as crowded as some of the Javan cities seemed.
The city itself isn't particularly filled with attractions, often serving as just a transit point for travellers heading north towards the more famous Lake Toba and other sights. But its appeal lies precisely in the laid-back, beach-side atmosphere. But nothing resembling a resort here though, as remnants of the damage inflicted from previous earthquakes continue to litter the city. Indeed Wikitravel had warned that tremors here were common, and of course I felt one my first night here! I could feel the hotel room shaking, and the classic dangling light bulb swayed precariously. But it lasted just all of maybe three seconds, and then it was over.
It wasn't so sedate back in 2009 though, when one measuring 7.9 of the Richter scale hit, killing thousands, and destroying large parts of the city. Signs of the damage continue to be visible. I can only imagine the terror of the disaster, so poignant compared to the (uncertain) calm that exists today.
Stayed at Hotel Tiga Tiga.
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