After a few intensive days of dance practice in my former home town I headed eastwards with a friend. I know her through her sister, who was originally my friend. I was supposed to join them both at the summer cottage of their family, but my original friend got sick. I and the younger sister left anyways.
And so we did what people usually do during their stay at a summer cottage. We cooked food, warmed up the sauna and swam in the river. But as it so happened, there was a very interesting location nearby.
Earlier that year a Tinder match of mine had told me about an abandoned mental asylum in her home municipality. There was something wrong with this information. There had been no mental asylum there.
But it turned out, that she was partially right. The place was another municipal home, which had had a ward for psychiatric patients. It was a nursing home apparently until the 1970’s. After that it served in several different uses before being abandoned probably in the 2000’s.
Here it is. And it indeed looks like a very traditional municipal home of its era, although really, really small.
The building was protected in a 2011 detail plan. Although the gardener seems to have been fired, it was in a good shape.
No broken windows, no unlocked doors, unfortunately.
And no wonder that the place is intact. Those in the corner facing both directions are cameras.
I am not afraid of cameras. I never break anything. I go and try doors, and if they are open, I walk in. Or if a window is broken, I climb in. That’s not exactly permitted, but it isn’t exactly a crime, either. The Finnish legislation is quite good for urbexers.
But as the doors didn’t open, my only option was to leave.