Dark eerie places are my favourite sort of places. A heightened sense of apprehension about the surroundings is something I realise I now crave more each day. An addiction, of sorts.
What's worse is that satisfying the craving, getting that fix, isn't necessarily easy. Finding new places takes time, sometimes research, sometimes luck. Usually it takes effort. And going back to the same place over and over again doesn't really do the trick.
I find myself at a point now where I need to get out of this country and see what the world has to offer. Alas, this will be quite some time away.
In the meantime, I guess these muddy disused tunnels will have to make do.
Usually, the rule of thumb with exploring is to look down grates that you come across. But when you're already underneath them, it pays to look up
grates. This particular grate-lifting exercise brought me to one of the coolest places I've ever found and, because of how cool it was, I'm not going to be able to share it here. Nowhere is inaccessible. I live for these moments.
Another rule of thumb is don't do dumb or dangerous shit. This is not what it looks like, so don't copy cat unless you like getting fried.