I found these in a remote village that up to rather recently had apparently been lived in. These are the moments when trips to the exclusion zone start feeling like trespassing. To outsiders, the idea of roaming the empty settlements of Chernobyl may sometimes give the impression of an exciting adventure on an enormous playground. In reality, though, it is nothing of that sort. Every place you enter meant something to somebody. You are entering their classrooms. Their workplaces. Their homes. Imagine having everything you own suddenly turned into nuclear waste, because somewhere close to your home, some modern version of the tower of Babel has gone horribly wrong. Because thats what, by law, everything inside the exclusion zone is: nuclear waste. As fascinating a place as Chernobyl is, we ought not lose sight of the fact that those affected by the disaster are not just random strangers in the enormous crowd of 350.000 evacuees. They had and still have names, lives and faces. Faces like these...
Posted on: Mon, 24 Nov 2014 05:00:00 +0000
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