Abandoned student village
Another weekend, another urbexpedition. I’m beginning to think I just shouldn’t go back to working at the pub on weekends!
The sky was suitably grey and melancholy. The company was suitably twisted and eager for exploration.
School’s out forever.
(Having a bit of fun with photoshop here…)
I didn’t find the place particularly depressing when I was there. The rooms are mostly empty except for a few pieces of destroyed furniture here and there; no personal belongings remain. But I just looked at some photos of the place when it was still a vibrant student village, showing smiling students hanging out there, and now looking back at my photos I feel a sense of sadness. These buildings saw people building new friendships, having fun together and creating memories. I wonder if they feel sad when they see the place now?
And this makes me particularly sad:
I don’t know who Sarah is but I hope she is safe…
x Kitten of Doom