The small one day road trip with my friends continued. They told me about a new café in a beautifully renovated old mansion, which they wanted to visit. I agreed. But only after reaching its yard I realized, that it would have been our next location anyway.
The mansion in question was an old farm house, an original part of the nursing home abandoned in 2016, which I had tried to enter the previous year. The nursing home was still for sale, but the old building, which had been idle for years had been bought by the owner of the café and beautifully renovated.
We reached the place just before closing time and were no longer served coffee. But the owner gave us a tour of the place and told us about the history. I told her about my visit to the area back in 2015 when the place was still in use and about my interest to explore the premises of the old nursing home.
“So why don’t you go and have a look. I don’t think they mind anymore”, the owner of the café said.
Again I had managed to secure my back thanks to the neighbors. It was time to go have a look.
Things looked exactly as they did back in 2022.
It still looked almost as if nobody had been here.
But it would soon turn out, that wasn’t true.
The colors of the marquis were pretty faded. No wonder. It had been in that position for years.
Some tags had appeared.
The newer sections of the building.
A waste of paint.
And a great success: an open door.
“Use the other door, the doorbell isn’t working”, the sign says. The reflection of the café can be seen in the window.
I decided to disregard the sign. I went in here to a room full of wheelchairs and rollators.
Immediately to my right was a corridor to the older part of the building. And now I did something, which is very unusual for me. I usually always explore the old parts first, because I find them more interesting. This time I ignored in and went for the newer section first.
The corridor seen to the other direction.
And the exploration starts from the room with the wheelchairs and cupboards.
What looks like an office room.
A lot of things were hanging on the walls.
Including a calendar from May 2016, when the place was abandoned.
More office rooms. It looks like this area of the building was reserved for staff.
There was quite a mess here.
The programme of the memorial service for a resident. I guess death was ever present here.
Another room with loads of cupboards.
Moving on to the corridors.
I guess this is the first resident room.
And that’s where the entrance to the first ward lies.