bramisek
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Joined August 2024
Joined August 2024
Jsem z prahy a urbex dělam protože jsem děsně zvědavej, což je poznat i mimo urbex protože drbu první ligu D: fotky fotim na starej mobil, a s tak trochu parkinsonem ale co už.
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2 months ago
It is a beautiful Saturday afternoon, the sun is shining and it is just warm enough. Perfect conditions for a bike ride! We arrive at our destination, a small village where there is a JZD, a few cottages and a monument, but something is different, something that doesn't seem to fit the picturesque village. It's a cottage that is so overgrown that you can't even see it from the road. We stop the bikes and agree what to do next, my brother who doesn't like urbexes, prefers to watch the bikes by the road. Before I go to the cottage...
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It is a beautiful Saturday afternoon, the sun is shining and it is just warm enough. Perfect conditions for a bike ride! We arrive at our destination, a small village where there is a JZD, a few cottages and a monument, but something is different, something that doesn't seem to fit the picturesque village. It's a cottage that is so overgrown that you can't even see it from the road. We stop the bikes and agree what to do next, my brother who doesn't like urbexes, prefers to watch the bikes by the road. Before I go to the cottage I tell him "If someone comes to you that I'm climbing around there, tell him that I'm sick and that I need to rest in the shade, or tell him that I'm going there for a nap and pretend that we don't know about the cottage" with this grandiose plan, I'm already disappearing into the thicket, I walk around the cottage, and after a while I find a window. Somehow I get through and I'm in. Suddenly I realise that my clever mind has forgotten to take a torch. Anyway, I can do without it. I love the house and find letters and a diary. The cottage belonged to Mrs. Maria, a model comrade and proud builder of socialism. In the diary I read how she manages to fulfill her plans and goals in the local agrocombinate, and how she received a beautiful carnation for her Midsummer's Day, in short, excerpts from a beautiful life in the "socialist paradise". I keep flipping through the pages, but all I see are pages torn out. That's strange, so I walk through the house. After a while I see a stove and by it the rest of one of the torn pages, vaguely reading something on it, halfway through the puzzle my phone rings, a text message from my brother. "Some guy came here, he saw you here, so I told him that you were there to rest and that you were pissing there, but I don't know how long I'll be able to eat it" Oops! I say to myself, but now it's getting most interesting, so I keep on reading, and I start to hear about the StB raid in the agrocombinat, which resulted in the unsuspecting Mrs. Marie losing her comfortable place in the company. The regime she helped to build has knocked her off her feet. When I finished what I wanted to read. So I'm quickly returning to the bikes. As I climb out of the thicket, I'm careful not to look like I'm sick, I approach my brother and say, "I'm glad I was able to take a breather on the stump. I'm feeling better now, so let's go. The gentleman who had been watching us "discreetly" in the safety of the "highway" leaves. We get on our bikes and ride as fast as we can.
Je krásné sobotní odpoledne, slunce svítí a je tak akorát teplo. Ideální podmínky pro projížďku na kolech! Dorazíme k cílové destinaci malá vesnička kde je JZD, pár chalup a pomník, něco je ale odlišné, něco jako by se do malebné vesničky nehodilo. Je to Chalupa která je zarostlá tak, že neni ani vidět z cesty. Zastavujeme kola a domlouváme se, co bude dál, brácha který urbexům neholduje, radši hlídá kola u cesty. Předtim než se do chalupy vydávam mu říkam "Kdyby za tebou někdo šel že tam lezu okolo, tak řekni že se mi udělalo špatně a že si potřebuju odpočinout ve stínu, a nebo řekni že tam jdu na malou a dělej že o chalupě nevíme" s tímhle grandioznim plánem, už mizim v houští, Obcházim chalupu, a po chvilce nacházim okýnko. Tím se nějak procpu a jsem vevnitř. Najednou mi dojde že chytrá hlava si zapomněla vzít baterku. No nic i bez tý se přece obejdu. Kocham se baráčkem a u toho nacházim dopisy a deník. Chalupa patřila paní Marii, vzorné soudružce a hrdé budovatelce socialismu. V deníku čtu jak zvládá plnit plány a cíle v místním agrokombinátu, a jak dostala k MDŽ krásný karafiát, zkrátka úryvky z krásného života v "socialistickém ráji". Listuju dál ale vidim jen vytrhané stránky. To je divné, a tak procházim domem. Za chvíli vidim kamna a u nich zbytek jednoho z vytrhlých listů, matně jde na něm něco přečíst, v půlce luštění mi cinkne mobil, SMS od bráchy. "Šel tu nějakej chlap, že tě tu viděl tak jsem mu řekl že tam jseš na odpočinku a že tam chčiješ, ale nevim jak dlouho mi to bude baštit" Jejda! řeknu si, ale teď to začíná bejt nejzajímavější, tak luštim dál, a začínam se dolušťovat o razii StB v agrokombinátu, ta docílila že nic netušící pani Marie tak přichází o pohodlné místo v podniku. Režim který pomáhala budovat, ji podkopl nohy. Když jsem dočetl co jsem chtěl dočíst. Tak se rychle vracím ke kolům. Při vylézání z houští si dávam bacha abych vypadal jakoby mi bylo blbě, Blížim se k bráchovi a povídam: "To jsem rád že jsem se tam mohl vydýchnout na pařezu. Už je mi líp tak mužem jet. Pán který nás "nenápadně" sledoval v bezpečném "povzdálečí" tak odchází. My sedáme na kola a jedem co nejrychleji to jen jde.
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