As you probably know, cause i've probably told you, we haven't had much time to explore our new surroundings since moving here. It's a big house, and there's only the two of us, so yeah, we've been spending most of our time at the house, in Schöneberg. Not that i mind.
It's actually never a problem until we have clients or visitors ask us what to see and do here, and i basically have to go "uuuuuhhhhmmmmm" for a really long time until they stop asking.Lucky for me, my friend Helle, who dropped by for a quick visit last week, had done her homework.
Helle had found this blog about abandoned places in and around Berlin, and decided on one we should visit. We'd actually planned on going when she was here back in February, but it was cold and we didn't really want to be outdoors much, and now i am so glad we waited.
Now, i've been obsessed with reading about abandoned places for many years (this one is my ultimate dream), but i never thought i'd find one this magical in my own backyard.
Then again, i never expected my backyard to be Germany.
The place was an abandoned hospital and the area turned out to be huge.
The buildings were all locked, but just like i've always dreamed of doing, we snuck in through half broken basement windows and wandered through a playground of total decay.
Peeling wallpaper, furniture left behind, broken windows, birch trees growing on roofs, all these magical surroundings and beautiful buildings left to rot on their own.
You'd think the place was sad or even scary, some people have suggested that it's haunted, but for some reason i wasn't the least bit scared. I was probably too excited, and the weather was just too nice.
There were a few moments, when i was wandering off on my own up some stairs or into a dark basement, where i thought to myself: "you should be freaking the fuck out... this is the part of any horror movie where you start screaming at the TV that they're all idiots for going off on their own somewhere so obviously full of ghosts and pure evil!", and i'm sure that same thought occurred to Helle and Allan, but i guess we're just really brave?
I'm only half kidding, you know.
I felt brave, and it felt good.
I felt like a kid climbing the tallest tree in the woods, or running away from home, if only for an afternoon.
One really great things about seeing this place, you know, besides the obvious awesomeness and being able to take pictures of it?
Knowing that the earth will be ok without us.
It'll be better without us, and it'll take very little time to heal itself once we're out of the picture.
Birch trees growing on roofs.
It's half sad, half reassuring, right?
Here are some of my favorite pictures from that day, unedited as always.
I have another few ones coming up from another film, but they didn't turn out as good as these ones, so i hope you like these!
Fuck... i can't wait to do this again.
Thanks for the nice comments yesterday.
I freaked out and cried a lot, and it seemed to help a little.
I'm still really sad, but it's out of my hands now, and i just hope whoever is still up there goes with as little pain as possible.
I've been overfeeding the fire escape birds to try to win back some of my good animal karma, and we also donated our bottle recycling money to an animal shelter (i know that sounds random, but it's an option you get when you take your empty bottles to get recycled... pretty cool!)
I still don't go up there, except to get stuff i need and bring it down here, and even then, i wear headphones blasting loud music.
What a shitty situation.