The Old Textile Factory

My son and I were riding our bikes, and he just had to go take a look.

Treasure Farm

The farmhouse stands in the middle of the village. The fence that once separated it from the outside world is long gone. Today, nothing stands in the way of entering. Well, almost nothing. My path is blocked only by plum tree branches laden with ripening fruit. Their time has just come. I pick one and take a bite. It’s sweet, juicy, and tastes exactly as plums from an old country orchard should. For a moment, I forget that I’m standing in the middle of an abandoned farmstead, and I continue on. The deeper I venture into the grounds, the more I feel that nature is reclaiming the place. Everywhere there is grass, bushes, self-sown trees, and vines pushing their way through doors and windows. The farmhouse is slowly disappearing into the greenery. Not much has been preserved in the living quarters. The rooms are almost empty, with only occasional reminders that someone once lived here. The attic is much more interesting. Everything is different here. It seems as though, over the course of decades, someone kept bringing things here that were no longer needed in the house. And this is where they ended up staying. Old batteries, matchboxes, kerosene lamps, shoes, clothes, and lots of other little items that today seem like tiny time capsules. Each one has its own story. Some items have almost blended in with the dust and crumbling wood, while others look as if their owner had set them aside just yesterday. I leave the living quarters and head toward the barns. And here another surprise awaits me. These aren’t empty either. Inside, there’s still equipment that was once part of life on the farm. Old tools, farm machinery, and implements used in the fields. It’s strange to walk through a place where time has stood still. The farm long ago ceased to serve its purpose; the people have left, and the fence is gone. Only the plums continue to ripen every year, the barns still hold old farm equipment, and the attic still hides things their owners were once unable to part with completely. And so the farm, slowly overgrown with greenery, continues to wait. Who or what it’s waiting for, no one seems to know anymore.

Defunct Engineering Plants, Part Two

The abandoned halls, where even the ubiquitous factory railroad once ran, are now adorned only by birch trees growing in the ribbon-shaped gable skylights and risqué pictures, a reminder that normal guys used to work here. The last forgotten machines stand beneath the historic gantry crane, and the offices are now nothing but chaos...

A Farmhouse in the Mountains

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XXXL Water Tank

Today I’ll take you inside a large, cylindrical brick structure. It’s a municipal water tower that was designed to ensure an adequate water supply during peak demand and maintain constant pressure in the water distribution system. It was built shortly after World War I and rises more than 35 meters high. Inside lies a massive riveted tank that holds an incredible 3,000 m³ of water. Today, the water tower is no longer in operation. It was taken out of service due to a leak in the tank and concerns that it could rupture, leading to a disaster. Meanwhile, the structure is falling into disrepair. The damaged roof is provisionally covered with a red tarp. However, it does not seal very well, and water is gradually finding its way inside. And so a somewhat paradoxical situation has arisen—a structure that once held water and helped supply the city is now being destroyed by water itself. The water seeps through the roof and is slowly destroying the inner walkway around the enormous reservoir.

Javor52 (July 8, 2026)

An Abandoned Nuclear Warhead Storage Facility. https://urbex.neocities.org/page/javor52_2026_0

A dilapidated cottage in Sweden

A mill? 😆

Villa with a Piano

2026

Brtníky Resort

2026

Atrium House R.I.P.

This "album" is for informational purposes only. About a year ago, I posted my first album here: https://www.urbex.fans/cs/profile/augen/atriovy-dum -Unfortunately, this urbex site no longer exists...

Abandoned Villa

It's pretty run-down; we heard footsteps, but we don't know if someone was there with us or if it's haunted. There are old things in the attic... like a couch or clothes.

Defunct Engineering Works...for the First Time

On their website, you’ll read that they’re one of the oldest engineering companies in the world—they’ve been in business since 1889. They’ve manufactured just about anything you can think of out of high-grade steels. And suddenly you’re standing in an abandoned hardening shop, in a testing lab where material-testing equipment still sits on the tables, walking through halls where everything is in disarray and there’s just the occasional forgotten machine—including a unique American model still running on a transmission drive—or through the workshops and foremen’s offices… it’s a strange feeling.

Civilian cover

Old factory site in a major city

Pressure-resistant cellar

Once an ordinary basement. Later reinforced and converted into a permanent civil defense shelter. Pressure resistance: Class 5. Capacity: 150. Facility staff and employees

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Abandoned religious order building or facility of a religious community

Rat Castle 🐀

A place where time has stood still and nature is slowly reclaiming what once belonged to her. Yet it still retains a special charm and atmosphere that you won’t find just anywhere. Some parts are surprisingly well-preserved—honestly, some of the furniture was in better condition than what I have at home. 😅 Unfortunately, the occasional uninvited visitor has stopped by, hoping to take something with them. Despite all that, though, the place still feels incredible. And of course, +1 point to whoever came up with the corpse in the bed. 😂 That honestly made me laugh.

Fallout Shelter

Concrete, silence, and equipment designed to work even in the worst of times. Some places have an atmosphere that’s hard to capture in a photo 🏚️⏳

ABANDONED TEXTILE FACTORY

Former LDN

The Schizophrenic's House

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🖌️A paint shop for very large and long objects. The tracks will give you a clue.🖌️

Abandoned Barracks in the Czech Republic

Czech Republic

Poldi's Wanderings

A look inside the last "Mohican" of this part of the complex, near the former generator and Pumping Station 2.

Health Resort

Time has stood still here. But we haven’t. Places that no one needs anymore have a special ability to tell stories without saying a single word. Just dust, silence, and traces of what once was here. 🕯️ This place also has an interesting history.

Abandoned trains in the mine

Just a few years ago, these trains were being repaired there, and now they’re just sitting there… who knows for how long. There’s also a security guard who isn’t doing his job, and security cameras that are just there for show, to intimidate people…

The Mill by the Spring

House with a Log Sawmill

Heating Plant

A factory heating plant with one rather unique technical feature. More photos on my blog at https://bohemian-arrows.lovable.app/

Three log cabins on a hillside

JŽ House (08/2026)

According to the land registry, the house still belongs to Mr. JŽ—or perhaps rather to his son (I don’t know if they share the same name)—who is mentioned in the letter. The roof had already collapsed at least by last year.

Urbex - Hotel 2026

The Big Bridge

The suspended repairs are set to resume.

Toboggan Run

Even Olympic athletes grew up there. It’s said to be slowly coming back to life, at least as a summer track.

A Farmhouse with a Trabant and a Renault

2026 (a fisherman's farm?)

The Old Rectory

An Abandoned Corvette Sports Car

Spa

Abandoned spas that leave you in awe

secret nuclear storage facility

To Mars by Rocket

We'll fly again. You and me...

A House Ready for Demolition

Where did people go to write on the wall?

The worker is mortal; work is alive

Mine

You close your eyes and see pigs

🐷It’s been a long time since the squeals of hundreds of pigs and sows echoed through these halls. The sprawling collective farm had its own pig birthing facility to ensure that the continuous cycle of life—from the birth of piglets to their transport to slaughter—ran without a single delay. 🐽Today, only silence remains here. Empty pens, dirty walls, and rusty machinery are reminders of a time when this operation was one of the driving forces behind local agriculture. It’s as if everything came to a halt sometime in the 1980s. Modernization never reached this place, and time has left its mark on every detail. 🐽The economy decided its fate. Low pork purchase prices, growing competition, and outdated operations spelled the end. When I buy a kilogram of pork on sale in Poland today for 45 crowns, I’m not even all that surprised. Keeping a facility like this alive simply stopped making sense. 🐽Today, hares and deer roam the grounds along well-trodden paths. How quickly a place that once operated nonstop, day and night, can disappear.

Rehabilitation Clinic

Founded in 1968, the clinic served as a center specializing in medical rehabilitation. It utilized modern technologies to treat orthopedic and neurological conditions through physical therapy. Because the clinic faced financial difficulties and the rehabilitation services were relocated, the building had to be closed. There were plans for the clinic’s future, but they have not yet been implemented.