The Place Where My Nightmares Were Made

It had now been more than two years since I saw the abattoir, which sparked my interest towards abandoned buildings. I had tried entering it numerous times, but it came to nothing. I drove to the village, parked my car and walked the last hundred meters just to freeze from fear at the gates. AtContinue reading “The Place Where My Nightmares Were Made”

A Little Too Late

I indeed managed to buy a new camera, not a very good one, but then again, nothing could be worse than the one I had used to document my hometown previously. A while after my purchase, a new road was opened connecting the city center to a suburb previously separated by a railroad. When IContinue reading “A Little Too Late”

Keimola Motor Stadium

There is a saying, that you can get from any Wikipedia article to the article about Adolf Hitler in just seven clicks. I’ve never managed that. When I read something in Wikipedia, I always find ten interesting hyperlinks, open them and find ten new interesting hyperlinks. The result? I have a hundred interesting tabs openContinue reading “Keimola Motor Stadium”

A short story on how I became an urban explorer

For every story there is a beginning. And the beginning to my urban exploration story happened almost 15 years ago in a small village somewhere in Finland. It was almost Christmas, but there was no snow. It was cold, rainy and pitch dark, when I traveled with my family to the village we used toContinue reading “A short story on how I became an urban explorer”