suburban exploring

We came to this part of the big city for a completely different location. An old one, fine in architecture. Many workers were busy refurbishing it, so we needed to leave very dissapointed. I had wanted to see this place for too long, now we were too late. Well, our map told us about a clinic just around the corner. As we didn’t have anything to lose, we just climbed the main gate and found an open window.

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#urbex

She asked me if I think she will be saved after all these years of abandonment. After all the owners that came and went and never did a thing. I let go off her tiles two times without an answer. The third time I placed my hand on them I shook my head. She fell silent.

And yet another thing I’ll aways enjoy in abandoned buildings even when they’re shattered: Windows with coloured glass.

Maybe somehow.

I didn’t mean to stare /

One cold dark morning… we sneaked around this long abandoned house It was raining… but after some paces through the high wet grass We found an entry… we went inside and discovered a naturally decayed and fully equipped home.

Welcome to Maison K.

Because urbexers like us can’t just have that usual all inclusive pool and beach honeymoon. Taken today, unedited, iPhone only.

The road that leads there is the real adventure.

The bowling alley is the poor man’s country club. - Sanford Hansell

“I live here now.”

Okay, big announcement here! My beloved and I have this little facebook page called suburban-tombraider for a short while now. I’d be more than happy if you had a look at and - in case you enjoy - like our page. We’re filling it as often as we can and you’ll find locations and edits that aren’t on my blog here. Plus, you’ll have the view of my man as well, he has quite an eye for details.