An unexpected early morning wait: Jakarta Kota station story
My train rumbled into Jakarta Kota station (JAKK), as a last line destination at 02.57 morning. The one only train which stop and leave from here, called “Kutojaya Utara”. An usual departure train-station in Jakarta either Gambir or Pasarsenen.
This place was like a library at nap time, compared to usual bustling hubs (Jatinegara, not to mention Pasarsenen), but it had a charm of its own. No porters scurried by, and the waiting area has not many seats, but it still offered a peaceful spot to rest my weary eyes.
My next ride wouldn’t arrive until 5:34 AM, the first KRL train bound for Bogor. Then, i pulled out my CR-book (re: currently read), novel book by A. Fuadi whom the story about Buya Hamka biograph. Unconsiously my screen-phone’s clock showed Shubuh time, looking for a nearby mosque around, surprisingly just less than 5 minute walk away. After quick prayer, i decided to explore Kota tua district. Just for a while cause little rain came down, immediately decided back to station.
Jakarta Kota in early morning light was hit different. The old buildings hummed with history, like they were whispering secrects from the past. Jakarta Kota station itself is a beauty. Built in 1870, it underwent a major renovation in 1929, known as heritage building since 1993. Those huge fans whirring middle attach on the ceilling, grand windows shows us feels of stepped back in time to Dutch colonial days. Back at the station direction, a friendly reminder: separate entrance for KRL trains, Don’t be shy to ask for directions.
For me trains are more than just rides, they’re way of life. Java’s seamless integration all over city make them incredibly convenient, in Jakarta itself an awesome transport for exploring city. Back to Jakarta Kota station, it holds extra special things. It’s the history, the architecture, the location, and the personal memories I’ve made here. This late-night wait turned into an unexpected adventure, remaind me of vibes and the stories they hold.
So, there you have it — a simple, lighthearted story of my early morning wait at Jakarta Kota, with a sprinkle of history lessons and personal reflection. Hope it makes you want to discover this unique corner of Jakarta too!
