There was a similar lobby downstairs than there was upstairs. The windows had been covered, so it was darker here.
The stairs end to a side door. It looks like I climbed the window in vain. The door wasn’t locked.
There was a separate stairway to the basement. Again I skipped it. You already know me.
A large classroom.
With some interesting details.
This actually looks a bit like a woodworking classroom, and finally some details of the mystery are revealed.
The paper says ‘reserved for the community college’. And finally this solves the mystery. I found a Facebook update, where the local community college was selling woodworking equipment from this school. This happened in June 2015, so that is probably, when the use of the school ended for good. I believe, that school use had ended earlier. I tried to ask a local friend, but he had no clue about it.
The space received for the community college was probably this doorless cupboard. Nothing to see here.
“Don’t mess the walls”, the sign says. The quality of the paint job seen on the door looks like a mess to me.
A wider view of the room. Wonder, what the purpose of the plastics has been.
Moving back to the lobby. But what the hell is that on the floor?
Use of sink forbidden.
One final room to go.
Looks like wood working really has been a thing here.
A modern ventilation system.
As a child I loved these car magazines. I would buy them for one euro from second-hand bookshops, cut the car pictures out and glue them into scrapbooks.
Every edition featured an article called ‘The Shock Of The Month’. It was an accident description. And these were my absolute favorite. I’ve always had this thing for destruction, like crashes and air disasters. I remember this one from my childhood. This one was boring, as it involved motorcycles. I’ve never liked motorcycles.
And so I am outside. That must be the main entrance, as it is the biggest door.
Which makes this one a side entrance, but who knows.
All in all this was an interesting place. Thank you, little school, and goodbye!