The sun was setting over the beautiful Finnish landscape, when I spotted this beauty, which looked to be in a bad condition.
The building definitely looked like an old village school and according to old maps it was one. It looks like it’s been built in the 1930’s or 1940’s.
This photo has been taken through a missing window on the doors.
And the hole was large enough to fit an agile explorer inside.
And so I entered through the first door. Doesn’t the building look a little tilted?
This is the wing closest to the road, and it contained a very, very old fashioned kitchen. That wing originally contained teacher apartments, and it is apparent, that nobody has lived here in a long while. There were no electric stoves.
I tried one of my window shots. Not one of my best, though.
Probably one of the most old fashioned kitchens I have ever seen.
Even the wallpapers were very old. According to Wikipedia, the school was closed in 1970. It is possible, that nobody ever lived in these apartments after that.
But the building has not been abandoned since 1970, as you soon can see.
Now this has to go down to the stupidest ever tags I have seen. Two girls, born in the early 1960’s have written their names on the wall. The other one of them even went as far as to write their full name, address and social security number on the wall. I’ve removed them from the photo.
They certainly didn’t know what identity theft was back in the 1970’s.
I tried again, I failed again. I probably have more failures than successes by now.
Here there had been at least two to three layers of wallpaper.
Plain walls and old furniture.
A lovely little chair.
And a bench. Or maybe a table.
I love that chair!
And here’s the wood used to heat all the ovens in the building.
This room was a mess.
Here we have some more modern things: cans of Budweiser and a calendar from 2007.
A newspaper from 1998. 14 years later I was employed by this paper and worked there for seven years.
Now this is an amazing discovery. That very journalist tutored me to substitute for him as a foreign affairs journalist during the holidays and I later took his place when he retired years later. I own a lot of my career success to him.
And by now my idetitentity must be clear to half of this country.
This kitchen was a bit more modern than the previous one, but not much. The bottle on the table indicates, that there’s been a party going on.
And believe me, I think I know, which party.