In mid-October, Jimmy and Veronica set off to Antwerp with their bikes along on the train for another day of urban exploration. This time they started outside an oil port facility. There were no fences, so the entrance was easy.
There wasn’t much to see, but Veronica still enjoyed taking some photos.
The next stop was more interesting: an all-girls secondary school. Here is what Veronica wrote in her article for
Going Dutch about urbex:
The walls were being eaten by graffiti, and all that was left were the blackboards. Plants forced their way up through cracks in the floors and fell through the windows. Being in empty classrooms was a first for us, and immediately questions formed in our minds. Did the students know that it was the final day for this school? Did they say goodbye to the classrooms and teachers, or did they show up the next morning or at the start of the new term to find the windows boarded up?
It’s hard to imagine yourself being in a situation where this happens, where you have to leave your house, workplace or school. Exploring these places that once meant something to someone makes me realize how much we take for granted. I have a hard time imagining my school with smashed windows and graffiti covering all the walls.
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