On a fresh summer day, me and my boyfriend went with his brother and his brother’s girlfriend to explore the Sanatorium for Tuberculosis. The Sanatorium is one of the rare abandoned sites without graffiti on the walls or traces left behind by other explorers. I was instantly transported into another time.










At first we tried entering from the back of the building, on the side closest to the road, but only came to dead ends. Then we started to go around the building and found a hole in the fence where we could easily enter the property. From the front and side of the building, we found plenty of open doors and windows that lead inside. We stayed on the first floor for a while, exploring the layout. Some rooms were completely taken over by nature while others appeared to be untouched for a while. Around the corner was an indoor porch with a wooden rocking chair in surprisingly good condition. I had the feeling that this chair held a lot of history and I wondered about those who had rocked in this chair long ago.
We found a staircase which lead us up to the second floor. Here we discovered balconies looking out onto the lush green courtyard. Green ivy filled many of the bedrooms and thick vegetation grew out of the flooring. We encountered a large room with dusty books and old papers. The staircase to the third floor had a giant hole where many of the steps were missing. Despite the risk, we jumped over the hole. There we found lots of medical equipment that looked like from another era. It made me think about the patients that once occupied this facility and perhaps spent their final days here.
The Sanatorium for Tuberculosis is special because the degradation and decay of the building appears to be solely caused by nature. Inside the rooms, many plants grow out of the concrete and ivy wraps around the walls. Soon enough nature will completely take over and little trace will remain of what once stood here.

















