Urbex in Sunny Spain!

While on holiday in a sleepy Spanish village on the Portuguese border, travelling around in a hire car, I spotted several derelict buildings. I was "allowed" by my fellow non-urbexers to visit a couple of these - one was a no-go in the end as there was an inhabited house right next to the derelict buildings and I didn't have enough Spanish to try to think up a plausible excuse if caught! The other was this . . .

 

I realised as I climbed the wall, covered in dry, prickly foliage that wearing flip-flops had been a serious mistake but continued . . .

 

 

 

 

It appeared to be some sort of agricultural/light industrial building and I have sadly been unable to discover anything about the place.

 

 

 

This sign translates to something like "Prohibited to step onto private property. Private - no littering and rubbish" and then something about complaints. Fair enough. I won't complain!

 

 

 
 
 

 

 

 

So I pretended that I didn't understand any Spanish and stepped foot on the private property!

 

"Lo que es un agujero de mierda!"

(Spanish for 'what a horrible place")

 

 

The floor was covered in the droppings from pigeons over many months if not years! Not ideal when wearing flip-flops!

 

 

It was a health-hazard! 

 

 

There's that sign from the inside of the window.

 

 

Some graffiti . . .

 

 

 

Then round the back I found a rusty old container . . .

 

 

In fact, there was rust galore in this place!

 

It was eerily quiet . . .

 

 

I found the usual broken, abandoned, rickety old chair outside . .

 

And finally, a rusty old gate. It was getting rather hot and I fancied a cold, refreshing beer, seeing as I was on holiday. Thankful that I hadn't injured myself on any rusty nails while wearing totally unsuitable footwear, I left while the going was still good!