In parts of Estonia, its just not possible to 'slam the anchors on" when you spot something.
"Prey, tell me more"
- Most of the roads I travelled on were off the main highways, and as such are not tarmacadam, they are just hardcore, with loose chippings.
- Thus, there is very little traction
- These roads are not very wide
- They have in places deep ditches to the side
So hello!!!!!
carefully depress brake pedal
grip steering wheel tight
try to control ones breathing
listen to the thunder in your chest
feel that rush
Aghhh ffs I have got a stiffy
come to a gentle stop
and relax
Ok, so nice big padlock on the door, hmmm!
woe is me
Oh lordy there is a window open, amongst the half arsed boards covering the others.
Time to get my leg over, lets go mooch,
Ouch! that was painful, i still had a stiffy. Remember this was my first encounter with an Estonian time capsule, c'mon give me a break!!!
Unless this is one scruffy family im guessing its pretty much empty, though in fairness it didnt have that unique DERPy scent.
I dont care, I'm here, I'm loving it, got to say that Aga, wouldn't meet EU safety standards!!
Russian script on the calendars, alas no date, and as I travelled through this wonderful country I found a lot of folk still cling to the days of the CCCP
Open some cupboards, i knew I would find stuff like this, it was common throughout places I visited last year in the former GDR.....
.......As was the homemade wall decorations.
Right, I fucking hate that shill zuccenburg and his cronies, facebook is the spawn of the devil, owned and operated by the puppet masters, used against the plebs.
I rarely post there, and if I do its only to throw crumbs to the day tripping pseudo explorer and location beggars, to create explorer envy, like i did with this mooch.
The below two pictures has seen me being locked up in fb jail for 30 days!!! the snaps go against "community standards"
A barely visible nipple and a side view of a buttock
OMfuckingG. I must remember only to upload pictures of my fucking dinner from here on in.
All hail to the hive!
And, at the time, those images did little to control my little soldier...
......nor these!
Thank fuck for that luvvy Clooney, eveything is now under control
Now that bed and those clothes?
Hmmmm?
nah, surely not.
"the path to christ"
A google translation roughly indicates a former Soviet, health insurance form, in relation to a historical "ambulatory" disease. and further down a date 19?8.
Irons do nothing for me, but that blow torch, wow, back in the good old days of kerosene and hot flame.
A magical place to visit, deserted yes, abandoned yes, bereft of power and essentials, maybe a squatter has found shelter?
Who were these people?
As I discovered here and in other time capsules, and i pose the question, why do Eastern Europeans take photographs of funerals, be they open or closed caskets?
What became of these folk, who knows, but if the squatter returns, he is gonna think
"what the fuck"?
Right time to leave you oh magical bungalow in the woods and back through the window go me and my little soldier.