ROAD TO THE ZONE (end)
What? Again?? ? Strange, however, these creatures are humans. First, they'll screw up big. And then they jump into it. And with pleasure. And they pay money for providing such pleasure. I don't understand. . .
The city of nuclear scientists Pripyat is also surrounded by a fence with barbed wire. And another checkpoint. Favorite place to visit for tourists perverts. The high-rise buildings gradually disappearing into the local jungle look strange somehow.
The pedestrian part starts from the central square. She is huge. Although now the true dimensions are hidden behind a thicket of trees that have grown directly from the asphalt. Here, along the circumference, are the former buildings of the local White House, the Polesie hotel, the Energetik Palace of Culture, and a shopping center. Capitals can envy their original architecture.
It used to be possible to go inside and admire the various highlights of the abandoned buildings. But every year it becomes more dangerous to do it. Everything falls into disrepair and falls into disrepair. So today they are only allowed to be viewed from the outside.
Real stalactites hang from the ceiling. Trees are bursting from the floor in many places. And, of course, in many places there are chic moss pads of the most delicate emerald color.
Looking through the window, among the heaps of campaign materials, you can see perfectly preserved portraits of the leaders of the Soviet era. On the walls, the paintings are already of the modern period. Mysterious shadows scare visitors. But the she-bear protects her cub from the annoying looks. Artists of all stripes who come to the zone try to leave their mark on history. Even if in such an unusual way.
A long descent leads to the basement of a neighboring shopping center. And there is a feeling as if you are descending into the underworld. The icy breath of the black abyss holds the breath. Strange sounds come from the darkness. So hurry back to the exit.
The famous town of attractions did not have time to entertain its admirers. It was opened just before the accident. Electric cars froze under a metal frame. The swing of the boat has long since sank to the ground. The famous Chamomile will not rise into the sky. And only the Ferris wheel looks drearily at this chaos from its height.
And it's somehow unpleasant to find under your feet one of the many specks of invisible radiation. As usual, you notice him when you already get into the most I can’t. And the numbers over five hundred of those same micro-roentgens do not at all add optimism. So it's better to move on quickly. And don't forget to dust off your clothes and shoes.
The city stadium is recognizable only by the stands suddenly opened among the trees. For such, in fact, a very small town, it was a chic object. Blocks of high-rise buildings begin nearby. It must have been great for their residents to watch football from their balconies.
If there is something high, you must definitely climb there. Mandatory rule of all vagabonds. In this case, a sixteen-story building. The elevator, oddly enough, does not work. Moreover, there are no doors to the mine. Looking in is not recommended for those who are afraid of heights. The stair railings were also cut long ago and sold for scrap. So you have to carefully sneak along the wall.
Climbing to the very top is another step test. Not everyone can beat him on the move. But along the way, you can take a break. And at the same time, see what is left of the residents' apartments. It’s worth saying right away that there are few chances to find some zest. But if you set yourself a goal. . .
After the people of Pripyat took their things, the question arose of what to do next. First of all, in order to prevent the occurrence of epidemics, it was necessary to take out products. The technology of this process is very interesting. At first, everything edible in the apartment was packed in the refrigerator. He, in turn, was tightly tied with ropes or wire.
And then. . . they threw him out the window!! ! Just imagine this picture - a hefty metal box is flying from the sixteenth floor. It would seem wild. But, no, it turns out that this is the most technological and fastest way in these conditions. At the bottom, the team picked up the landed object and loaded it onto the car. Which took out the packaged products for burial. The issue has been resolved.
Meanwhile, the last flight. Metal stairs and finally a roof. The view is amazing. On the city, the surrounding forests, the station itself. By the way, from a height everything looks very beautiful. High-rise buildings standing among the jungle. Distance hides their condition. And this is when there is no foliage. When it turns green everything will look like the tropics. Local Machu Picchu.
Going down is much easier. The main thing is to look under your feet. In order not to screw up in the end. And then at an accelerated pace to the bus. After all, the program is not over yet. And, most importantly, I really want to eat!
The driver seems to have the same desires. Fortunately, you won’t find traffic cops here during the day with fire. On the way, again a splash on the screens of dosimeters. And the panorama of the nuclear power plant outside the window. The central element today is the newly created sarcophagus. A huge concrete arch pulled over an emergency facility. Its dimensions can only be estimated from a distance. Near everything is lost.
The main thing is that the canteen is open. Nothing has changed since then. And it's great! They feed great! Everything is very tasty and in the required quantity. And you can get more supplements. The last action, thank the staff and don't forget to pick up some bread.
And this is already rations for other starving people. They are very close to them. Near the station there is a bypass channel. It is in it that the famous Chernobyl catfish live. Their size is not inferior to crocodiles. And graze them appropriately.
But, they are still sleeping. It's a pity. Although one baby was still forced to leave such a cozy hole for the winter. Or maybe they sent him out for reconnaissance. Find out if they are still feeding? It turns out nothing has changed. Each group of tourists considers it their duty to feed the fish. And the staff doesn't forget. So everything is in full openwork.
Near the information center is a traditional place for viewing and photographing. Only here it is allowed to remove the sarcophagus. And only from one angle. You can't do it anywhere else! Strict security requirements.
There was a case when some very curious characters decided to look over the fence with a selfie stick and a smartphone. So, before they even had time to raise their espionage tool, several people in black jumped down from somewhere on the second floor. The whole group was laid on the asphalt. And until the very evening, sentimental conversations took place. Safety first!
There is almost nothing left of the village of Kopachi. In this settlement, the technology of large-scale burials was being worked out. Simply put, a huge hole was dug near the house. And then the building was raked there and covered with earth. Only a few brick buildings have survived.
There was a kindergarten in one of them. Now a popular place for photography. Although, you should be especially careful. On the track, the level is more or less normal. A step to the side and the dosimeter just chokes. You can see the village is something here. It remains so.
At the exit from the ten-kilometer zone, dosimetric control. Stationary installations. Everyone is let through. If everything is in order, the scoreboard lights up green, everything is clean. And only after that the turnstile opens. If not, clean and wash. But such cases almost never happen. Tourists can be calm.
One of the most interesting objects is hidden in the depths of the forest. A six-kilometer concrete road goes to it. Funny tradition. Especially if you look at the map. Pioneer camp! And what are the kids to do in this wilderness? But even the bus stop is decorated accordingly. Disguise on top.
A couple of turns, and a metal gate with a traditional star blocks the way. For the slow-witted, a warning inscription - be careful, shoot!
It's good that this is in the past. And today, the former Soviet over-the-horizon radar station for the early detection system for launches of intercontinental ballistic missiles "Duga" (5N32) or Chernobyl-2 is an excursion object.
After ten minutes of walking through the abandoned territory, giant antennas open up before your eyes. Their height reaches one hundred and fifty meters, and the total length is almost a kilometer. Phantasmagoric interweaving of pipes, cables and some incomprehensible structures for the uninitiated.
With all this, one could look far beyond the horizon. And control the launch of missiles literally from the moment they are launched. A very useful product. By the way, here is only the receiving part. The transmitter was located sixty kilometers away, not far from the city of Lyubech. Of course in the forest. And where the traditional concrete road still leads.
The Krug oblique-reciprocating ionospheric sounding station was located nearby. Its dimensions were much more modest. She was practically running errands for her giant sister.
All this economy was carefully guarded. Nearby was a military camp. And the territory was surrounded by numerous rows of barbed wire and machine-gun emplacements. Today, only the wind walks between the trees.
Traditional stop in Chernobyl near the monument to the liquidators. He, in turn, is located at the fence of the very famous fire station. She is still in service. Nearby is a platform with a display of equipment that took part in those events.
And in the nearby grocery store, life is in full swing. End of the working day. And the checkout line. Interestingly, the requests are almost identical. Half liter with trailer. Severe men with their modest needs.
A little more and a border. Again, strict dosimetric control of tourists and the bus. Everything is good. It remains to lean back in the seat and relax. Time to go home.
