Welcome to another familiar location. This is the barbed wire villa, which I already found the previous summer.
The doors were open already back then.
But I didn’t enter, as the place was full of barbed wire. I didn’t want to risk falling and injuring myself, because I was alone.
This time I came with a partner in crime. And was willing to climb the half rotten stairs flinching the wire.
There was a way in, but I didn’t get far. I wasn’t flexible enough to stuff myself through the hole.
So I tried the other door seen under the balcony in the second picture. To my surprise it led straight to a stairway filled with barbed wire and nowhere else. There was a separate entry to the upstairs.
Which means, that this wasn’t a luxurious villa of the factory owner. This was a worker garrison with several apartments. But it looked like luxurious.
There was a balcony where the stairs turned. The wire ran here from floor to ceiling, so this spot was rather hard to get by. I did manage with just a small scratch on my forehead. My friend was outside ready to help if something would happen.
Newspapers from Paul Anka’s visit to Finland in 1989. Back then the factory nearby had already been closed.
An old fridge sits by the entrance to the first floor.
I didn’t visit the balcony this time.
In we go through the first door, then.
What a mess.
The kitchen with the old baking oven still there.
And the original cupboard.
The little counter and cupboards in the corner.
A room with a couch and two beds.
Oh, the double doors are just lovely.
I have to say, that although badly damaged, this is one of the most beautiful abandoned houses I’ve ever visited. With its large windows, tall ceilings and old ovens it is like the old, valuable, large apartments in the center of Helsinki I would like to live in someday.
I even kind of like the sofa.
To be continued.