a.k.a Sanatorium de Coffieur...
This was the last stop on our roadtrip, before the epic drive back to Calais. This was a bit out of our way, but we’d heard it was mint so decided to go for it. It didn’t disappoint.
After scouting around and finding an access, we were in, we decided to start at the top and work down. We were all shocked at just how mint it really was, especially after our last disappointment at Sanitorium Diablo (http://www.derelictplaces.co.uk/main/showthread.php?t=26947#.Uo5ql8S-3LQ)
Our excitement was short lived. Within a minute of entering the building a security van had pulled up outside. “Was it because of us?” Had we tripped an alarm? It was bang on the hour, so we decided it was a routine check, and that we should start photographing as much as we can now in case we’re turfed out early.
Luckily we were in the advantageous position, we could see him, but he couldn't see us, and eventually he left. We now knew his routine timings and could plan our exit accordingly.
So on with the explore:
The corridors were full of bookcases. Again this reminded me of Diablo, except these weren’t trashed.
One pool table on the upper floor had been tagged by “Urbexers” but was otherwise mint.
Chapel:
I was genuinely amazed to find the admissions records.
Drugs Trolly:
There was so much corridor porn going on:
I found another room full of admission / transfer logs:
More corridors
Communal room:
Kitchens:
Dining Room:
Offices:
Cheers for looking:
This was the last stop on our roadtrip, before the epic drive back to Calais. This was a bit out of our way, but we’d heard it was mint so decided to go for it. It didn’t disappoint.
After scouting around and finding an access, we were in, we decided to start at the top and work down. We were all shocked at just how mint it really was, especially after our last disappointment at Sanitorium Diablo (http://www.derelictplaces.co.uk/main/showthread.php?t=26947#.Uo5ql8S-3LQ)
Our excitement was short lived. Within a minute of entering the building a security van had pulled up outside. “Was it because of us?” Had we tripped an alarm? It was bang on the hour, so we decided it was a routine check, and that we should start photographing as much as we can now in case we’re turfed out early.
Luckily we were in the advantageous position, we could see him, but he couldn't see us, and eventually he left. We now knew his routine timings and could plan our exit accordingly.
So on with the explore:
The corridors were full of bookcases. Again this reminded me of Diablo, except these weren’t trashed.
One pool table on the upper floor had been tagged by “Urbexers” but was otherwise mint.
Chapel:
I was genuinely amazed to find the admissions records.
Drugs Trolly:
There was so much corridor porn going on:
I found another room full of admission / transfer logs:
More corridors
Communal room:
Kitchens:
Dining Room:
Offices:
Cheers for looking:
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