Welcome to the jungle.
Well, almost. This is just an ordinary forest outside a small town. My friend said that she was a bit unsure, where she had seen an abandoned house here, but she said it was somewhere. That should have been a warning sign.
The jungle thickens. But wait a second, is there something over there?
Ladies first. As you can see, the jungle is taller than a person.
I was wearing even shorter shorts than her. Imagine what our legs looked like after a 100 meter trek through all kinds of bugs and insects and vegetation.
The hall was orange, there was a huge mess and there’s a strange reflection on the window.
Newspapers from 2003.
A hall behind a hall. Interesting. Even more interesting is, that there’s another reflection in the same place. It is of a different size and shape this time.
Just look at the colors. Just look at them.
The kitchen with an equally awful mess.
Somebody here has been ordering the Finnish version of Reader’s Digest.
That is not a strange reflection. It’s my own flash.
Also the last breakfast eaten here seems to be still on the pan.
This was a really difficult exploration. Everything was dark and full of thrash. I’ve actually shot most of these photos without really seeing what I shoot. They were a way of finding my way through all the junk. Just like during my first ever exploration.
Covered under all the dirt was a beautiful old wooden couch.
To be continued.