At this point my summer tour had taken me to the small rural village, where my friend from high school lived. We had lunch together with their family and after that set sail to new locations they had found for me during the winter.
When entering the area, we were first greeted with a late 1980’s Ford Transit.
And there we have the house with two more cars: an early model Volvo 345 to the right and its successor, the Volvo 440 to the left. There’s also the house.
The 300-series wasn’t exactly the most beautiful Volvo. It actually looks pretty sad.
A second Volvo 440 and another van. So this guy was hoarding Volvos and vans?
Welcome to the hall. This looks like a nice greeting.
As you clearly can see, the collapse of the house has advanced pretty far.
The ceiling probably doesn’t last too many winters.
A horizontal view from the same spot.
Artificial flowers have been used as decoration.
That’s rotten.
They’ve played Alias here!
The stairs up. As the ceiling was in such a bad condition, I didn’t go.
A lot of random stuff hanging here, most of which I don’t even recognize. I don’t think I have ever seen a crossbow in an abandoned house before.
An old, portable radio. This was the last photograph from the main building, but there was still a lot to explore on the lot.