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Our own experience reports
The first time learned as our team of Great Grimsby, was from a friend in 2012. She told us that she had looked at with one of her girlfriends and there just a lonely stretch of road was still present, with the last residents. Scary and spooky it was. Two people of our team we went in one night and fog action on to Great Grimsby. It was the middle of the night, witching hour! Finding the way there was something for themselves, but after some searching and growing nervousness and tension we found a very old road where you had it been placed in a former time long forgotten the feeling. Whether fate would have it or not at this very moment, just did this time and also how aud of nowhere a very old classic car meet. With fully skin all over the body, we followed this road. As radiates out of nowhere and the headlights of our car appeared more and more visible details. An old hay wagon standing on an old place, rusted farm equipment, a big old house with broken windows. There was no light, no Srraßenlaternen, not only we, the old way and our headlights. With festverschloßenen car doors we passed each slowly becoming visible to us new hire. There stood old tractors, forgotten or just stand and then we saw it. I'll never forget that first impression and he busied myself much longer after this adventure. Right and left old crumbling small houses were visible, smashed the windows, everything gray in gray, sunken roofs, broken doors. We felt a depressing feeling as if we are watching, it was scary and exciting at the same. We give it to, on this special night none of us got out of the car, I think at the sight of the offered us, would get us no ten horses from our secure car. My team mate at least wanted a souvenir photo shoot to show, so we were there for the other member of our team! But when you held the camera in the hand to press the shutter button, we saw a dark shadow that appeared in one of the old dirty and unkempt window. I think we had disturbed the only and last inhabitants of Great Grimsby in his sleep. So, the place itself was already grusslig, but the shadow of if and only came to light when we wanted to take a picture, gave the rest to us. Believe as fast as I wanted to go, I could not at all. We wanted to get out! But despite all we did not go out of your head and Great Grimsby, including this oppressive feeling what we felt there alone and just the thought of it. As if there is a full load of anger in the air, hatred and despair. It sounds funny, but otherwise it can not be described. And if that was not even enough, we went there a second time, but this time in the day. The impression which offered us there was just grusslig as at night. It sounds harsh, but it looked really how soon after the war. There is only received a small stretch of road where a semi-sunken a small shop to see and a number of old farms. And actually lived these last visitor while our second visit there yet. You have to imagine the times, all are gone, the majority already dredged and without electricity, running clean water, komlett abegeschottet of the other surrounding villages. Already (you can blägen there, it hears you screaming no!) The thought alone it's kind of scary. At least he had dogs and completely. To look a little closer than married us from the road we have on this visit not because us this resident was a bit fishy. A little later you can still see old outlines where the already demolished buildings have been times. Old door thresholds and low walls. Since we were unfortunately unable to take a closer look also at this visit, we are also a third time passed away at the end of 2013. This time it was really a ghost town, because even the last of the Great Grimsby residents had left. The last stretch of road had not changed since our last visit, only that it seemed to us all now deserted and silent. But at least we could be watching us now in peace and without look at everything. Although the gebäute were partially collapsed, one could recognize the former splendor and beauty, just the only substantial surviving peasant farm well. From geplastertem courtyard, to the partly preserved old stables, a lot of garbage, refuse, (other things that were indefinable and from which we prefer not wanted to know what it was) well-preserved old beautiful ovens, empty room where the Tapette in Fetzten hung, broken stairs and steps, broken windows. The former small shop saw from the inside not better, but from the outside you could still recognize the name. When we went through these empty and silent rooms had a feeling that one could still hear the laughter of the former residents. When you do their farm chores or housework watch. Eventually, even the last remaining stretch of road which is now still remembers Great Grimsby the only one who will be gone and so fade even in the minds of the people and their memories.
