A previous location is revisited. Previously I’d explored this house with my buddy Justin and I’d been wanting to go back. So this Fourth of July fellow photographer Jay Farrell and I did just that. Unlike my previous visit I noticed a rather unwelcoming sign of concrete and earth piled up to make the parking a bit less accessible, rude. But oh well small cars win the day.
The side door from outside, notice the skeleton key lock! Vintage!
From the inside that door isn’t quite as inviting.
I think perhaps the piano was played a little too hard at some point, what’s on the boob tube? A little down the hall I come across an appropriate holiday card, don’t you think?
and a little farther up the hall….
If I thought the side door looked menacing I was left praying no one would come through the front.
Feeling a pressure to my bladder I sought out the bathroom, but decided to hold it and well no taking a bath here either.
Let’s head upstairs…
Well yes, it was rough looking on the 1st floor.
Looking as creepy as the other front door. Even the graffiti is scared senseless.
To the left, the Box room.
To the right a gateway to Hell.
Hmmmm, structural problems?
Perhaps we’ll go back down?
Let’s go out back n see what’s there!
No going this way…
Okay it took a bit of hiking through a mini jungle but Jay and myself finally found the back porch. Not easy to say the least.
The porch needs some DIY Love. Pretty sure that fuse boxes are not supposed to be used for nesting.
I guess this is the door to the bathroom. I imagine whomever knocked the door down they really had to go, butt in the END were denied do to a blockage!
There are more pics, but this is enough for now. I hope you enjoyed this revisit of a previous exploration.