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We'll fly again. You and me...
Where did people go to write on the wall?
In the Zone, nothing is what it seems at first glance. Objects change places, and the landscape shifts and rearranges itself. It seems as though an unknown intelligence is actively thwarting every attempt to penetrate beyond the boundaries of this area. It is said that there is a bunker in the Zone containing a magical room capable of granting any wish.
As Ivan D. would say: the smell of filth, squalor, and hopelessness. We wanted to buy it, but there aren't enough rooms.
Enemy spotted!
A Profound Experience
If you want to get somewhere, you have to look good :-D
...your own way, and I'll tell you more. Those who know, know.
Everyone would love to have their own lumber mill. And that's where Olgoj Chorchoj lives, too.
It’s a bit like an expedition to a mysterious island. Fortresses from before World War I, fortresses from the Estonian era, fortresses from the Soviet era, a naval mine factory, and on top of that, a whole bunch of more or less believable ghost stories.
This is what I imagine the end of the world looks like. It’s a place with a very strange atmosphere.
It’s not exactly urban exploration, but it’s definitely worth a visit, so I hope you won’t stone me for it. Four R-12 missiles with thermonuclear warheads were stationed here. You know, the ones Khrushchev “churned out like hot dogs.”
From what I've been able to find out, there used to be missile troops stationed here, and they stored nuclear warheads here.
They're already taking it down. The Ferris wheel and the carousel are gone.
A stop along the route
That’s what happens when you’re planning to visit “the best urban exploration site in Slovakia right now,” and after you finally manage to find it and figure out how to get inside, everything goes horribly wrong the day before… So at three in the morning, we set off on a backup trip to a beautiful, well-equipped civil defense shelter.
A beautiful castle with a view, elegant staircases, and a lifetime supply of fishing line, which, for some reason, is strewn all over the place.
