JoOngle
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Well, I decided to fly away half the planet away from Sweden and across the entire USA to find a small spooky town...And I did.
In fact, I spent an entire 12 days in that town, let's call it "Paradiseville".
Paradiseville is a small town, around 10.000 citizens, it's a peaceful little town where everyone knows everyone. They rarely have any crime, in fact...I never even witnessed ONE crime, but during my stay, there where 3 houses on fire, one of them, oddly...I just passed 2 minutes ago when I was there, just to look back, and 5 police cars was there in an instant, wow. Funny that I didn't notice the fire, I just knew hours later when I read about it in the local newspaper - The Daily Paradise (won't reveal where I went for internetZ reasons).
The town looks like a paradise too, the houses so old, so charming, and the people are super friendly. But we all know that these little small towns are full of secrets, and I actually managed to learn a few of them, yes 12...days on foot is a long time, and you'll eventually get to know folks. And so I did.
I even talked to a real estate agent, that drove me around her little town, opening up houses so I could see what it would be like to purchase a house there, I was in fact dreaming of this...but their house standards are FAR below those in Sweden, and costs just a little more as well. The entire city is like a live ghost town from the past, but full of people still...
After snooping around for hours and days, I got to talk with a prominent citizen that has been around since the beginning, she told me that Paradiseville isn't quite as peaceful as the newcomers and tourists would love to believe, but is run by a sinister family that once was one of Americas richest families. Let's call them "the Mosteks". The Mosteks are originally immigrants, but what made this little town rich. They had numerous ships going trough treacherous waters, bringing riches from far to here, many sacrificed their lives, many fell victims to pirates too, in fact, these rivers are notorious for pirates...in the past...that is.
In this town, there are TWO prominent buildings owned by Capt. Mostek himself. One is the Mostek Museum, dedicated to the captain and his achievement, that was in fact Mostek's former home, fit for a captain of such proportions, such stature. Elegant and beautiful in every way, super solid...and...I felt a presence of a Ghost there, could that be Capt. Mostek himself?
I decided to go a little sleuthing and venture into the rabbit hole a bit deeper, then I found out that there where FAR more going on in that old town, that I originally thought. There is a secondary house that the Mosteks own, this house was a HUGE Victorian house, graceful, but fallen from grace as it was old and derelict.
When I tried to hint of ...maybe purchasing the mystery house, they would hear nothing of it, and told me it'd cost a million dollars to fix it up. The local newspaper even managed to take a few pictures of it's insides, and it looks like a family tragedy indeed has taken place, in fact...the house looked like the KLOPEKS family.
Walls where torn, yet huge and elegant from a glorious past, boxes and garbage was laying around everywhere, as if there was a former hoarder family living there. It looked spooky, but a bit sad as well. This magnificent house, with such a glorious past, now succumbed by rumors and speculations about the once so prominent family of this little famous town.
Paradiseville is fantastic to look at - first sight, it has even been the location for various famous movies, (you can guess all you want, I won't blatantly reveal the name of the town OR movies here, and I suggest you don't either, but you're welcome at "hinting" it)
It's somewhat eerie though, as it's streets are super clean, the houses are in fair condition being Victorian and all, but where are the kids running in the streets? So many schools...so few families walking the streets. People are afraid of littering too, one person dropped a napkin, almost frantically throwing himself after it, to catch it before the wind did...never seen someone so desperate over a paper-towel before, but it does tell something about this place. No crime...nice, so many rules, perhaps? Something I don't know about the sheriff in town perhaps?
It would further dawn upon me how special this little town was when I went on one of the buses, I have never seen so many WINDOWS PLASTERED WITH RULES before... Do not smoke, do not Loiter, Do not talk to the driver, Do not drink alcoholic beverages on the bus, do not drink anything on the bus, do not have open containers on the bus, do not carry weapons, knives or sharp objects on the bus, do not irritate or tease anyone on the bus, we do not tolerate racism here (that one I kind of like), don't cough on someone, if you have to cough, either wear a mask, cough into your armpit etc. Followed by a huge poster telling with images on how to do just that.
Have exact change only, know your destination, we can't exchange money, we don't carry money. The bus looked like something from the 70's, yet it was filled to the brim with dome cameras in the roof. The busdriver was grumpy, but very set on doing everything by the book, so when I dared ask a question, I got a very VERY long instruction + rehearsal on what I just "learned". Freaky!
I've experienced so many things in this town, that I could tell hundreds of stories, unfortunately my camera got stolen at the airport, so no pictures this time around, but I know I'll return one day.
In fact, I spent an entire 12 days in that town, let's call it "Paradiseville".
Paradiseville is a small town, around 10.000 citizens, it's a peaceful little town where everyone knows everyone. They rarely have any crime, in fact...I never even witnessed ONE crime, but during my stay, there where 3 houses on fire, one of them, oddly...I just passed 2 minutes ago when I was there, just to look back, and 5 police cars was there in an instant, wow. Funny that I didn't notice the fire, I just knew hours later when I read about it in the local newspaper - The Daily Paradise (won't reveal where I went for internetZ reasons).
The town looks like a paradise too, the houses so old, so charming, and the people are super friendly. But we all know that these little small towns are full of secrets, and I actually managed to learn a few of them, yes 12...days on foot is a long time, and you'll eventually get to know folks. And so I did.
I even talked to a real estate agent, that drove me around her little town, opening up houses so I could see what it would be like to purchase a house there, I was in fact dreaming of this...but their house standards are FAR below those in Sweden, and costs just a little more as well. The entire city is like a live ghost town from the past, but full of people still...
After snooping around for hours and days, I got to talk with a prominent citizen that has been around since the beginning, she told me that Paradiseville isn't quite as peaceful as the newcomers and tourists would love to believe, but is run by a sinister family that once was one of Americas richest families. Let's call them "the Mosteks". The Mosteks are originally immigrants, but what made this little town rich. They had numerous ships going trough treacherous waters, bringing riches from far to here, many sacrificed their lives, many fell victims to pirates too, in fact, these rivers are notorious for pirates...in the past...that is.
In this town, there are TWO prominent buildings owned by Capt. Mostek himself. One is the Mostek Museum, dedicated to the captain and his achievement, that was in fact Mostek's former home, fit for a captain of such proportions, such stature. Elegant and beautiful in every way, super solid...and...I felt a presence of a Ghost there, could that be Capt. Mostek himself?
I decided to go a little sleuthing and venture into the rabbit hole a bit deeper, then I found out that there where FAR more going on in that old town, that I originally thought. There is a secondary house that the Mosteks own, this house was a HUGE Victorian house, graceful, but fallen from grace as it was old and derelict.
When I tried to hint of ...maybe purchasing the mystery house, they would hear nothing of it, and told me it'd cost a million dollars to fix it up. The local newspaper even managed to take a few pictures of it's insides, and it looks like a family tragedy indeed has taken place, in fact...the house looked like the KLOPEKS family.
Walls where torn, yet huge and elegant from a glorious past, boxes and garbage was laying around everywhere, as if there was a former hoarder family living there. It looked spooky, but a bit sad as well. This magnificent house, with such a glorious past, now succumbed by rumors and speculations about the once so prominent family of this little famous town.
Paradiseville is fantastic to look at - first sight, it has even been the location for various famous movies, (you can guess all you want, I won't blatantly reveal the name of the town OR movies here, and I suggest you don't either, but you're welcome at "hinting" it)
It's somewhat eerie though, as it's streets are super clean, the houses are in fair condition being Victorian and all, but where are the kids running in the streets? So many schools...so few families walking the streets. People are afraid of littering too, one person dropped a napkin, almost frantically throwing himself after it, to catch it before the wind did...never seen someone so desperate over a paper-towel before, but it does tell something about this place. No crime...nice, so many rules, perhaps? Something I don't know about the sheriff in town perhaps?
It would further dawn upon me how special this little town was when I went on one of the buses, I have never seen so many WINDOWS PLASTERED WITH RULES before... Do not smoke, do not Loiter, Do not talk to the driver, Do not drink alcoholic beverages on the bus, do not drink anything on the bus, do not have open containers on the bus, do not carry weapons, knives or sharp objects on the bus, do not irritate or tease anyone on the bus, we do not tolerate racism here (that one I kind of like), don't cough on someone, if you have to cough, either wear a mask, cough into your armpit etc. Followed by a huge poster telling with images on how to do just that.
Have exact change only, know your destination, we can't exchange money, we don't carry money. The bus looked like something from the 70's, yet it was filled to the brim with dome cameras in the roof. The busdriver was grumpy, but very set on doing everything by the book, so when I dared ask a question, I got a very VERY long instruction + rehearsal on what I just "learned". Freaky!
I've experienced so many things in this town, that I could tell hundreds of stories, unfortunately my camera got stolen at the airport, so no pictures this time around, but I know I'll return one day.
mg: )
