Just back from Samos, tanned and with an extra layer of Mythos (local brew) and kebab blubber. Had an awesome time with any thoughts of UE completely absent from my chilled Ambre Solaire soaked soul.
And then to my wifes horror we turn a corner... and i'm in like a rat up a drainpipe! Rach pops down to the local bar for another chapter of Maya Angelou, and to get the beers and bar snacks in.
It probably ranks up there with the the smallest urbex ever but it had a great feel to it, especially when I noticed all the bugs on my ankles and feet (Flip flops offer no protection, handy tip there).
Once the insects kicked in I buggered off out.
The entrance. The anticipation at these moments is great.
Windows to the decay.
I did think for a moment something nasty might be lurking in this bed!
Sack that bastard cleaner!
I think i'll stick to the pot noodle thanks chef.
Utencils galore... so why the shit cooker?
Anyone seen my car keys?
Hardly Masterchef.
Someone started packing, then got disheartened when they realised the broom filled the case?
Kids toys always look bloody forlorn.
The basement, there wasn't a cat in hells chance of me going down there. I'd already seen a couple of scorpions on the island.
Happy travels
And then to my wifes horror we turn a corner... and i'm in like a rat up a drainpipe! Rach pops down to the local bar for another chapter of Maya Angelou, and to get the beers and bar snacks in.
It probably ranks up there with the the smallest urbex ever but it had a great feel to it, especially when I noticed all the bugs on my ankles and feet (Flip flops offer no protection, handy tip there).
Once the insects kicked in I buggered off out.
The entrance. The anticipation at these moments is great.
Windows to the decay.
I did think for a moment something nasty might be lurking in this bed!
Sack that bastard cleaner!
I think i'll stick to the pot noodle thanks chef.
Utencils galore... so why the shit cooker?
Anyone seen my car keys?
Hardly Masterchef.
Someone started packing, then got disheartened when they realised the broom filled the case?
Kids toys always look bloody forlorn.
The basement, there wasn't a cat in hells chance of me going down there. I'd already seen a couple of scorpions on the island.
Happy travels
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