The dressing room was large, but featured lots of lockers.

It was important to wash hands, it seems.

What is a baby doll doing in the sink of a nursing home?

“It’s nice to be a pig”. Well, we all have opinions.

A toilet.

I believe that this has been the common kitchen of the so called apartments.

And later it has probably been a break room for some shift workers.

The kitchen cupboards look like they are originals from the 1950’s.

A vintage TV and a violet cloak. This stuff gets even weirder.

More vintage TV’:’s.

I thought it was dangerous to place objects on stoves.

The other stairway of the building.

Another room with a badly beaten Christmas tree.

Attic access.

There probably was nothing interesting there, because I am going back down. This is the main stairway facing the courtyard.

The end of the corridor.

And finally outside.

The back of the building. The complex has been for sale for years, but nothing has come out of it. It has also been on the list of buildings to be demolished by the municipality, but nothing has come out of that either. It was first listed to be demolished in 2024-25, but the current date is 2028.

I am not holding my breath for something to happen any time soon..

The staff apartment corridor. And yeah, those really do look like apartment doors.

For some reason their last use has had something to do with the wards in the newer wings of the house.

The story goes on in here.

So a storage room with seasonal decorations it is.

A coat of arms. Always when I see these in abandoned buildings, my inner cleptomaniac takes over. I still have resisted the urge, though.

A Finnish silent film from 1920 on VHS. A true classic, it seems.

Basically each apartment has been just one room.

But they seem to have been equipped with running water.

The bathrooms seem to have been shared, though.

Old newspapers and magazines.

Another room with an awful plastic carpet.

The end of the corridor is near. A red carpet has been spread to the goers to the balcony.

Perfumes forbidden.

The staff dressing room.

I wonder, what that old sewing machine is doing here.

Maybe the final post from this location will shed some light to that.

The next place to explore was the kitchen. The funny thing was, that it was located pretty far away from what I believe was the dining room, which was on the opposide site of the building.

The kitchen was facing the front yard and the large cow shed. Back when the place was built, municipal homes were large collective farms, because work was considered curing.

The kitchen entrance was closest to the highway. The beautifully renovated café is again visible through the windows.

A small office room.

The last coffee was served with cakes, it seems. They didn’t care to do the dishes.

The kitchen wasn’t very large, but neither was the nursing home.

At least some machinery has been removed.

I don’t think this has been the place to look for that.

There’s a cold room up front.

Toilets and closets.

A note asking to lock the door. An inhabitant had escaped through this entrance.

A very random collection of keys, it seems.

And there was more.

I believe this photo is from the main stairway. That means we’re heading upstairs.

The text says, that the bar can be found here. I don’t think so.

Upstairs in the lobby. Let’s see, what that sign says.

“Staff apartments.” I don’t think any staff have lived here in ages, but let’s go have a look.

And so I’ve reached the corridor between the 1954 built part and the 1980 built part. The old part is up front.

The corridor led straight into a small lobby.

So we’re starting with showers? Interesting.

“Don’t leave useless stuff on the shelf”, says the cat.

The room to the other direction looked a bit like a storage. I guess they have all been ordinary patient rooms before the corridor was built.

The 1950’s part was rather small. There had been a bigger, wooden building from the 1930’s, but it had been demolished when the newer wings were built.

The rooms were much smaller than the ones on the newer side.

There were beds and other old furniture left here, too.

Heading towards the other end.

I’m not sure, if too many patients have been in this area of the building in the last years of operation.

But there was a lot more art.

The floors are from the same era as in the newer building.

This room looked bigger, but it again looked like a storage. The beds are extremely old, and there’s even something which looks like an overhead projector in the corner.

Decay has started.

The clock is far from the latest model.

It was indeed an overhead projector.

This ios probably on the Southern side of the building, as the paint has come off so heavily.

Another messy room with big and old cupboards.

The main stairway with the usual greetings.

But we’re not going there just yet.

Not until we’ve taken a look behind this door.

Now moving on to Annintupa. Obviously this ward was for women.

This ward was by far the largest so far.

The purpose of this room was a bit unclear.

A closer look at the paintings.

I think these are oats.

The first one of the patient rooms. It was as if the patient just left yesterday.

The second one. Just the bed was missing.

I’ve removed the surname of the inhabitant, but her first name has been Anni.

The toilets.

The corridor went on and on.

A nice mirror image!

The patient rooms were mirror images of eachother. The only difference was the bathroom, which was either left or right from the entrance.

In this room there were both an ordinary and a hospital bed.

The artificial flowers seem to have been a standard equipment in every room.

The room doors were wider than the standard.

A painting with an evening prayer.

More standard patient rooms.

I’m not really sure if I consider these inspiring surroundings.

Actually i would find this place rather depressing, I believe I wouldn’t like to live in one like this.

One more to go after this one.

And the final patient room.

Instructions on the proper way of washing hands.

The room at the end of the corridor was again a random mess of furniture and moving aids.

A newspaper from 2016. I used to work there back then, but didn’t find an article written by myself this time.

Not the typical type of eggs.

The final inhabitant left their clothers behind.

The newer part of the complex has now been explored. Time to move on to the 1950’s part.