I already wrote once about my strange walk that day, about the odd atmosphere and my discoveries in this particular part of this special town.
About my feelings as if I was walking down the streets of an abandoned, ghost town, a depopulated for some reason settlement, a Chernobyl...
Well, I saw people now and then, here and there.
I saw people even here, next to this really abandoned building.
But they all were strange too.
Those I met here had gathered to drink brandy on a bench in front of a nearby apartment building.
One of them didn't even bother to wait for me to finish my inspection of the building and went to the toilet - he peed in front of me 😅.
So, ask me if I entered this building.😆
First of all, I couldn't find the entrance.
One of the doors seemed to be sealed like this.
But to be honest, I didn't even want to enter this time.
Even the atmosphere on the street was horrible enough to make me want to experience more of this freezing feeling when I go inside - to feel more adrenaline.
But hey, 'why so serious?'
This time, it was this inscription that was a symbol and quintessence of the whole walk, of all that I saw and experience that day.
Why so serious? 🙃
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 | Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you. |