Hello From The Outside
Guys, exciting news....I GOT TO LEAVE THE HOUSE!!!
Not to be confused with all the times in the last 3 months where I left the house for plants, doctors or food, yesterday I got to go on an actual adventure! Plus I have pain management next week and I thought I'd push myself just so I can make a point when I'm in their office.
First up. I survived the hour train trip. That's always hit and miss depending on seating options. A fun fact of living with Scheuermann's Disease is it hurts sitting straight against rigid seats. I met up with my friend and we drove to the location we were going to check out. It was 2 buildings, each with 3 levels. It turned out not to be very exciting.
The first building was mostly unlocked so you could just walk straight in to everything. To look at I'm not sure the buildings have been abandoned for long. The outside had a decent amount of graffiti but inside the units were pretty clean except for the trash jobs on the bathrooms. The cupboards didn't look that old but the bathroom set ups were dated. The bedrooms were quite small and some didn't even have wardrobes. It's sad seeing such a waste of two buildings when you know so many struggle to find rentals or are homeless, one unit was definitely being inhabited by someone. On the ground floor you didn't realise just how large the backyards were until you were on the 2nd floor looking out over the balcony. It was huge! They all had high fences for privacy from ground floor neighbours too.
The kitchen windows I thought were pretty cool. I've never seen unit windows like this. A great way to give some light but also privacy because they aren't the easiest to look through. I don't have that at mine. My kitchen window has a fantastic view of a brick wall so I covered it in funky contact from Wish. Most importantly I can have the curtains open to let the light in now without my psycho neighbours peering in!
Even covered in graffiti the windows just look like cool art pieces.
The 2nd building someone has gone to the trouble of painting one wall in black and silver. Like that's A LOT of paint! The building itself was all locked up and most of the windows were boarded up. Only one unit was accessible to walk through and the interior was more minimalist compared to the block opposite. One window was open so we could see inside and that was about it. We walked around and they were just very empty units.
Whoever lived here covered their front door in stickers.
And just to prove the coronavirus has made me plant mad, as we were leaving I spotted a huge succulent bush in the first backyard of Block 1. In my excitement I stole some cuttings and I have no regrets. Unless they die.
There were a couple more abandoned buildings near by but being next to a main road with so much traffic we didn't want to risk entering. Shame because they looked like they would have been better to explore. By the time we left there my back was starting to hurt a bit from carrying my backpack, I forgot how heavy it gets. We decided to go visit the Fremantle Prison.
Last time (actually probably the only time) I went on a tour of this place was easily 20 years ago, definitely late 90's, and other than that I went there once in 2006 for some descendants thing. We have a convict in the family. Depending on reports he was either sent here for stealing bread or arson.
We booked two tours but during the first one I started going downhill fast with my back and knew there was no way I could do the 2nd tour. I packed my camera away during the first tour because I just couldn't hold it anymore. I was struggling just with my bag and leaning on everything while trying to be subtle that my body is an absolute failure. I was having that much of a hard time I left the bag in my friends car and told her I'll get it on the weekend. It's been 8 hours since I was there and my back still hurts. Never take your spine for granted!
The tour was enlightening though. I didn't remember anything from the first tour other than it being at night and not seeing any ghosts. But finding out how few showers prisoners were allowed and that they were still using buckets as toilets until it closed is nasty. One prisoners' cell had the most amazing paintings on the walls. I didn't get a decent photo though, by then I was over it. you'll just have to take my word on it. I could have photographed the walls for days though. I love textured walls!
If you want to find out more about Fremantle Prison check out their website https://fremantleprison.com.au/
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