Chapter 22

CHAPTER 22 The city of Jakarta had come alive as though at once, in an explosive roar. Outside their hotel, Dan and Amy stood in amazement, watching the trucks, cars, bicycles, and taxis tangle and untangle on the street. Palm trees waved overhead in the breeze, and the sidewalk was packed with people hurrying to work. "It'll take us hours to get anywhere," Amy said. Was she always this negative, or did Dan just notice it more when he was mad at her? "Not if we take one of those." Dan pointed down the street. Heading toward them was an orange scooter with three wheels and an open cabin in the back. Dan waved. "What are you doing?" "It's a taxi," Dan said. "This thing doesn't have to wait in traffic, either." The driver pulled over. "You need a Bajaj? Easy

第二十二章雅加达城仿佛在一阵爆炸的轰鸣声中一下子活了起来。 在酒店外面，丹和艾米惊讶地站在那里，看着卡车、汽车、自行车和出租车在街上纠缠不清。 棕榈树在微风中摇曳，人行道上挤满了匆忙上班的人。 “到任何地方都要花好几个小时，”艾米说。 她一直都这么消极吗，还是丹只是在生她气的时候更容易注意到？ “如果我们拿一个就不会了。” 丹指着街道。 朝他们驶来的是一辆橙色的摩托车，有三个轮子，后面有一个开放式的小屋。 丹挥手。“你在干什么？”“这是一辆出租车，”丹说。 “这个东西也不需要在交通中等待。” 司机把车停在路边。“你需要巴贾吉？” 容易实现

ride, very cheap, and fast, too. I go everywhere." "Can you take us to boats?" Dan asked. "Harbor?" "Harbor, yes, of course. No worries! Hop in!" They climbed into the back. The driver took off. Amy's head slammed back from the acceleration. "Sweet!" Dan cried. He couldn't help it. The scooter dodged between cars and trucks. It made lanes where there were no lanes. It scooted down alleys and rattled through tiny streets. It almost mowed down pedestrians. Dan's head filled with the smell of gasoline and smog, and the noises of the city pressed against him. It was like being in the center of a roaring, rattling machine. He loved Jakarta. The streets got narrower as their driver zoomed along. Suddenly, they could smell the sea. The driver slowed down, and they passed a market where brightly colored beach umbrellas were stuck in the ground, shading blankets where men in shorts and flip-flops sat selling baskets of fish. They were calling out in high-pitched voices, throwing money around like crazy, and he wished

骑车，很便宜，也很快。 我哪儿都去。”“你能带我们上船吗？”丹问道。 “港吗?”“港口，是的，当然。 没烦恼!上车吧!”他们爬到后面。 司机开走了。由于加速，艾米的头猛地向后缩了缩。 “甜!”丹哭了。他没办法。 小摩托车在汽车和卡车之间闪避。 它在没有车道的地方开辟了车道。 它在小巷里疾驰，在小街道上嘎嘎作响。 它几乎撞倒了行人。 丹的脑袋里充满了汽油和烟雾的味道，城市的噪音压在他身上。 就像置身于一台轰鸣作响的机器的中心。 他喜欢雅加达。他们的司机疾驰而过，街道变得越来越窄。 突然，他们闻到了大海的味道。 司机放慢了速度，经过一个市场，色彩鲜艳的沙滩伞插在地上，遮住了毯子，穿着短裤和人字拖的男人坐在那里卖篮子里的鱼。 他们高声叫嚷，疯狂地扔钱，而他希望

they could stop and check it out. Ahead they saw masts and colorful sails. The driver pulled up near the harbor. Dan held out a hand filled with crumpled bills, and the driver took some out. "Do you need a tour?" He swept a hand, taking in the harbor. "I know it all. My cousin owns a fishing boat. Best boat in the harbor, best pilot." "We want to go to Krakatau," Amy said. He shook his head. "Active now… you can't land on Krakatau." "Would your cousin… take us there? Just to look?" Dan asked. "Long trip, take all day." "That's okay." Dan expected the next words out of the man's mouth to be "Where are your parents?" He knew the guy was thinking it. Dan mutely held out a fistful of money. "Sure," the driver said, grabbing it. "No worries!" The driver's cousin's name was Darma, and the

他们可以停下来看看。 他们看到前面有桅杆和五颜六色的帆。 司机把车停在港口附近。 丹伸出一只满是皱巴巴的钞票的手，司机拿了一些出来。 “你需要参观吗？”他挥挥手，把船停在港口。 “我什么都知道。我表弟拥有一艘渔船。 最好的船，最好的领航员。” “我们想去喀拉喀托，”艾米说。 他摇了摇头。“现在处于活动状态……你不能在喀拉喀托着陆。” “你表姐……会带我们去吗？” 只是看看？”丹问道。“长途旅行，要花一整天。” “没关系。”丹以为那个男人说的下一句话会是“你的父母在哪里？”他知道那家伙是这么想的。 丹默默地拿出一把钱。 “当然可以，”司机说着抓住了它。 “不用担心!”司机的表妹叫达玛，而那个

boat, which seemed good-sized and sturdy at the dock, was suddenly small and flimsy once they'd chugged out into open sea. Amy and Dan sat in the back watching Darma smiling and pointing out sights. They couldn't hear what he was saying over the motor. He had two men as his crew who spoke no English, but smiled at Amy and Dan if they happened to catch their eyes. The bow thumped against the sea, and the smell of fish was overpowering. Amy clutched the rail, looking a little green. Dan faced the open water, the wind in his face. The water was a brilliant turquoise, and off to the side he could see a string of islands. Smaller fishing boats tacked across the bay. After traveling for some time, they saw a point ahead. They were going to round the corner of Java, Dan guessed. He knew Krakatau was to the west. Darma yelled something at them and laughed. Amy turned to Dan. "What did he say?" "I think something about Sunday and ships. Is

在码头上看起来又大又结实的船，一旦驶入大海，就突然变得又小又脆弱。 艾米和丹坐在后面，看着达玛微笑着指给我们看风景。 他们隔着马达听不见他在说什么。 他手下有两个人，他们不会说英语，但如果艾米和丹碰巧吸引了他们的目光，他们就会对他们微笑。 船头砰砰地撞在海面上，鱼腥味扑鼻而来。 艾米抓着栏杆，脸色有点发青。 丹面对着开阔的水面，风吹在他的脸上。 海水是一片明亮的绿松石色，他可以看到远处的一串岛屿。 较小的渔船在海湾上停靠。 走了一段时间后，他们看到前面有一个点。 丹猜他们要绕过爪哇的拐角。 他知道喀拉喀托在西边。 达玛对他们大喊大叫，然后大笑起来。 艾米转向丹。“他说什么？”“我在想星期天和轮船的事。 是

today Sunday? Did we cross the international date line again? Do I have to repeat fourth grade?" "He must have said Sunda. As in Sunda Strait. After we round the corner of Java, we'll be in it. It's the channel between Java and Sumatra. And it's the way to Rakata. That's the island that Anak Krakatau is on. You see, the island of Krakatau imploded, but another island took its place. It means 'Child of Krakatau,' and—" "I know you can't help yourself," Dan said. "But please stop." "Shipping channel!" Darma yelled. This time they heard him perfectly. He smiled and laughed. "When we cross, hang on!" The water got choppier as they rounded the point. Darma steered the boat closer to the shoreline, and the water smoothed out. The beach looked beautiful, and the hills rose behind them in smoky greens and grays. Across the blue water was Sumatra. I am on a boat between Java and Sumatra, Dan thought. How cool is that? He was just starting to regret not packing a

今天星期天吗?我们是不是又越过国际日期变更线了？ 我必须复读四年级吗？”他一定说的是Sunda。 就像巽他海峡一样。等我们绕过爪哇拐角，就能进去了。 它是爪哇和苏门答腊岛之间的通道。 这是去拉卡塔的路。 那是喀拉喀托火山所在的岛屿。 喀拉喀托火山爆发了，但另一个岛屿取代了它。 它的意思是‘喀拉喀托之子’，而且——”“我知道你控制不住自己，”丹说。 “但是请停止。”“航运通道!”达玛喊道。 这次他们听清楚了。 他笑了笑。“过马路的时候，抓紧！”当他们绕过这一点时，水面变得更汹涌了。 达玛把船开得离海岸线更近了，水面变得平缓了。 海滩看起来很美，他们身后的小山在烟熏般的绿色和灰色中耸立。 蓝色的海水对面是苏门答腊岛。 我在爪哇和苏门答腊之间的船上，丹想。 这有多酷？他刚开始后悔没有带

lunch when the crew set out bowls full of coconut rice. Dan and Amy feasted while they watched the larger cargo ships out in the strait. The sun was high overhead when Darma signaled to them. "Okay, crossing the strait now." He pointed. "There is Rakata." They could see it now, the island with the volcanic peak of Anak Krakatau, the child of Krakatau. Dan felt a chill along his spine. Darma headed out into the strait, weaving the fishing boat through the busy traffic in the channel with skill. Gigantic cargo ships steamed by, sending their small boat rocking in their wakes. At last they sailed into quieter waters, past islands thick with palm trees and beckoning beaches. They were in the middle of a tropical paradise. It must have looked similar to this when Robert Cahill Henderson first arrived. Except that where the mighty Krakatau once rose from the sea, now a new mountain was rising. It was flat on top, and the white smoke was mixed with gray. Dan heard a rumble of thunder but hardly registered it. He was too much in awe of the sight in front of him. Somehow you could feel the power of it, of how

午餐时，船员们端上了满满一碗椰子饭。 丹和艾米一边大吃大喝，一边看着海峡里的大型货船。 达玛向他们发信号时，太阳已经高挂在头顶了。 “好了，现在要过海峡了。” 他指出。“有拉卡塔。” 他们现在可以看到了，有喀拉喀托之子阿纳克·喀拉喀托火山高峰的岛屿。 丹感到脊背发冷。 达玛驶向海峡，熟练地驾驶着渔船穿梭在繁忙的车流中。 巨大的货船驶过，小船在它们的尾迹中摇晃。 最后，他们驶入了安静的水域，经过了茂密的棕榈树和迷人的海滩。 他们身处热带天堂的中心。 当罗伯特·卡希尔·亨德森第一次来的时候，它看起来一定和这个差不多。 除了曾经从海中升起的喀拉喀托火山，现在一座新的山峰正在升起。 它平躺在上面，白烟夹杂着灰色。 丹听到隆隆的雷声，但几乎没有注意到。 他对眼前的景象十分敬畏。 不知怎的，你能感觉到它的力量