Mid-August was close, and the evenings were getting darker and darker. My three week summer holiday, which I had saved this far, was just around the corner. Before that I had one more special adventure to go.
My friend, who had followed my social media all summer, told me, that she had never been to an abandoned house, so I promised to take her. We first tried the very first mental asylum I found in May, but that was again a no go. Next we ended up here.
This is of course the nursing home I found soon after the mental asylum. Another no go.
Somehow that didn’t seem to bother her.
Final try, as it was already ten pm and getting dark: The Sleigh Ride Cottage. That light over there is not the setting sun, it’s a street light.
And she’s inside! Everything, absolutely everything is in the same place as it was some three months earlier.
But here a chair has turned. Somebody has been spending their time here while I’ve been away.
It’s rather fitting, that I would enter one of the first abandoned homes I entered that summer, at this stage. This was the point when my tour was reaching its grande finale.
Amazingly enough my 700 euro summer car had lasted for this long. I had planned to spend the final three weeks of the summer by driving through all the corners of Finland I yet hadn’t visited. I would start on a Friday afternoon by touring the Åland islands, then drive straight up North by the West Coast, ride through Central Finland, Northern Ostrobothnia and finally reach Kainuu and Lapland.
Three weeks of intensive driving and many abandonments lay ahead.