While in Italy the flowers have already appeared for quite a while, a group of young stalkers ventures into the middle of a snowstorm, in the depths of the Russian forest in search of the abandoned phosphorus mine.
Somewhere in the depths of Dagestan, unreachable by any means of transport, a small village settled down. Many years ago here was a large Avar settlement, inaccessible to any enemies. Today there are only bare walls, and the beauty and the silence that echoes from the mountains around.
The pictures of this abandoned fort were probably seen by every Russian and it reminds them the Fort Boyard located in France. What is this place really like? Let’s figure it out.
The time has come to retire to private life, to go to “retirement”, as humans say. After fulfilling our duty, after fighting countless battles in the sky and flying over the skies of Russia, we finally collapsed to the ground. Read More
In search of lost planes, amid mud and snow, I and Giada, my traveling companion, venture into the meanders of Monino. Read More
In the North of Russia, where day continues just for 3 hours, and another time is given to darkness, n old military hospital stands covered with a cap of white snow. It is all alone and everyone forgot about it, just three friendly dogs guard him during days and nights… Read More
We felt just like in the film “Stalker” of Andrej Tarkovsky: an area to be reached and the surrounding environment that slowly wiped us out. A road impervious and sometimes not viable if not on foot, which gradually brought us to the end of our strength. Read More
How many interesting and exciting stories can you imagine when you think about sunken ships? Thousands! About pirates, about the treasures lost on board, about the touching love story… And how is in real? Read More
There is no more here children’s laughter, no one is running trying to catch each other, the joyful feeling of something good is missing now. On the walls is written “you are doomed,” bottles of vodka are scattered on the floor, all toys lie with torn eyes. Children have grown up and now they have another fun … Read More
Here I’m standing in Vladivostok, the city of my dreams. The cold wind beats me in the face, so far unaccustomed to me after the hot Asia. In the city itself there is absolutely nothing to see at the beginning of June, so I immediately start to type in the search engine two cherished words “abandoned places” and here Gogle shows me dozens of places – bunkers, military units, maternity hospital, camps. Here begins my real acquaintance with Vladivostok .. .