Welcome to Estonia, a post Soviet Baltic country that recovered decently after the collapse that left behind loads of mementos in the form of various abandoned Russian sites. This place used to be a seaside vacation resort until it stopped functioning in the 2000´s. Now it´s just a forgotten carcass, waiting for it´s end. So far, it has survived looting and a fire, but who knows when it will be torn down. Until then, people like me visit and explore the area, telling ghost stories and walking around, feeling nostalgic or imagining what life was like more than 20 years ago in this left behind resort.
The rooms were small and full of trash, once, incandescent ceiling lamps lit up the porch on warm summer nights, attracting both insects and members of the human species:
Not all have respect for places like these, graffiti can be beautiful, but looks like an ugly, out of place scar more often than not:
An ideal place, if you wish to hide from the sun or have a smoke break. I can see people talking, laughing, children running, playing, not a care in the world, unaware of the sad fate that awaits this place:
Much like a train carriage, these rooms took people places, places in their mind, where they could relax and get away from routine life:
The sauna house, disturbingly well preserved, as if there had been a party here the day before... perhaps there had:
Some of the buildings were not so lucky - touched by flame originating from the match of a person, who, ironically, would really need a vacation themself:
It was lucky, the fire brigade arrived when they did - the nearby trees were almost untouched:
Time heals wounds, makes us forget old hostilities and sometimes, rewrites the rules of the game:
A washroom, dirtier now then the people who ever used it:
An indoor pool, perfect to jump in after a searing hot sauna seance:
Once filled with water, now filled with trash:
Toilets with a natural roof:
A mysterious aura is felt in this place, as if someone is still swimming in the invisible water, reluctant to get out, unable to accept that what once was, is no more, that the holiday is over and the only remaining vacation is the final one... :