I don't want to come across as making a mockery of this one so I will tell a story of the visit that explains why the photos look like they're taken from a potato.
I went to uni in Cardiff for 3 years until last summer, but the missus and several other homies are still there, so I was down visiting for the week. The missus is a medical student, and had a placement consultancy at a small cancer unit called Velindre, right next to Whitchurch asylum. I wanted to scope the situation with it myself; was it being demolished, vandalised, etc, so I went with her rather spontaneously and had a solo mosey whilst she was doing her consultancy.
Although I had no equipment on me for any proper visual documentation (only my phone camera, which can't be more than 4 megapixels), the section of my brain that likes abandoned places must have gone into overdrive. After a 15 minute heavy climbing spree with no actual intent on finding a legitimate opening into the vast interior, to my surprise I struck gold.
Inside it was really rather surreal. The sheer extent of the corridors and the pristine condition the whole place as in really captivated me. It felt like a reincarnation of a visit to Cane Hill in 1992 (not that I was even born then, just a metaphor).
I would not even go as far as calling Whitchurch hospital 'abandoned'. It is more 'disused'. I just got the sense that some kind of human life is tending to this building on a weekly basis. It's barely decaying entropically, there is no vandalism, most of the corridor lights are still on, and a live circuit board through the entire extent of the hospital is still active keeping fire alarms making a loud beep in pretty much every corridor.
I was aware security was super hot here, and I had mentally accepted the fact I was likely going to encounter some personnel. I was pretty down to be escorted out tbh. But after about 50 minutes in there as the missus finished her consultancy, I was still a ghost. As I was making my way out as efficiently like the guy from Assassin's creed as possible, I heard a siren getting louder and louder, and was certain it was here for me, but it turned out just to be a passing ambulance.
So essentially, I kept my phone camera's video running the whole time I was in there, like a dashcam. The photos below (probably not even worth looking at) are screenshots of shitty blurry quality. Was also not looking at where I was directly focusing the video either as I was in full stalker mode. Was not expecting the mosey to turn into what it did, but I managed to cover a juicy amount of the endless, endless corridors and wards in the short 50 minutes. There's heaps and heaps still in there.
I was actually quite unimpressed at the security solution in place (that I saw anyway, I hear from other reports on here that they are really on point). If this one falls victim to vandals and graffiti it will be a sad day for all, it is really a behemoth in all aspects.
Cheers.
I went to uni in Cardiff for 3 years until last summer, but the missus and several other homies are still there, so I was down visiting for the week. The missus is a medical student, and had a placement consultancy at a small cancer unit called Velindre, right next to Whitchurch asylum. I wanted to scope the situation with it myself; was it being demolished, vandalised, etc, so I went with her rather spontaneously and had a solo mosey whilst she was doing her consultancy.
Although I had no equipment on me for any proper visual documentation (only my phone camera, which can't be more than 4 megapixels), the section of my brain that likes abandoned places must have gone into overdrive. After a 15 minute heavy climbing spree with no actual intent on finding a legitimate opening into the vast interior, to my surprise I struck gold.
Inside it was really rather surreal. The sheer extent of the corridors and the pristine condition the whole place as in really captivated me. It felt like a reincarnation of a visit to Cane Hill in 1992 (not that I was even born then, just a metaphor).
I would not even go as far as calling Whitchurch hospital 'abandoned'. It is more 'disused'. I just got the sense that some kind of human life is tending to this building on a weekly basis. It's barely decaying entropically, there is no vandalism, most of the corridor lights are still on, and a live circuit board through the entire extent of the hospital is still active keeping fire alarms making a loud beep in pretty much every corridor.
I was aware security was super hot here, and I had mentally accepted the fact I was likely going to encounter some personnel. I was pretty down to be escorted out tbh. But after about 50 minutes in there as the missus finished her consultancy, I was still a ghost. As I was making my way out as efficiently like the guy from Assassin's creed as possible, I heard a siren getting louder and louder, and was certain it was here for me, but it turned out just to be a passing ambulance.
So essentially, I kept my phone camera's video running the whole time I was in there, like a dashcam. The photos below (probably not even worth looking at) are screenshots of shitty blurry quality. Was also not looking at where I was directly focusing the video either as I was in full stalker mode. Was not expecting the mosey to turn into what it did, but I managed to cover a juicy amount of the endless, endless corridors and wards in the short 50 minutes. There's heaps and heaps still in there.
I was actually quite unimpressed at the security solution in place (that I saw anyway, I hear from other reports on here that they are really on point). If this one falls victim to vandals and graffiti it will be a sad day for all, it is really a behemoth in all aspects.
Cheers.
