For some strange reason, I’ve always had this fascination with abandoned buildings. In college, I would sometimes drive out into rural areas and explore abandoned houses, just to see what was there. It’s not like I expected to find the Treasure of the Sierra Madre under some floorboard or anything; I just enjoyed wandering around these places.
The first college I went to, Western Illinois University, had a women’s dorm that had been abandoned for decades by the time when I enrolled (Grote Hall). I always dreamed of breaking in there some day and wandering around, but alas, it didn’t happen. Now I hear it’s been torn down and replaced by a playground for faculty and married students’ children. sigh
The other night on The Discovery Channel there was a special about Devil’s Island prison in the South Pacific. I was salivating at the opportunity to explore all those old, abandoned structures on that island.
When I lived in Japan, the town I lived in had a dozen or so abandoned train tunnels near the beach; the new tracks were about 50 yards or so further inland. I liked exploring those tunnels (though they wouldn’t exactly qualify as buildings). I would walk around in pitch darkness and enjoy the quiet and solitude. Every so often the trains on the real tracks would come by; there was something oddly exciting about standing in a train tunnel and hearing trains rumbling near you .
So who else enjoys abandoned buildings?