The night was already falling. After exploring the abandoned summer camp, we headed to the old dairy processing plant, which has been my biggest urbex dream since 2011. That was eleven years before this photograph.
Despite having recently received large graffitis on the windows, all doors were shut. And the dream remains. The day I manage to enter this place I can retire.
My date drove me to the nearest railway station and I headed home. Unfortunately our relations took a turn to the worse during the autumn and we haven’t seen eachother since late November that year. But it was a nice summer together.
The summer is ending, it’s time to store my summer car for the winter and wait for the following spring when I get it out again.
But I did manage one more exploration in 2022.