Ghost Hotel in South Goa
On a motorbike trip in Goas vibrant landscape of mountains and valleys, I got the amazing opportunity to visit the south Goan abandoned hotel complex, more commonly known as the ghost hotel. It was built by Russians back in the day, but due to a legal twist they had to leave the country and their half-built hotel project behind. Since then, it’s slowly been taken over by mother nature’s powers, and turned into one of the most interesting, and scary, spots in the Goan countryside.
Just to get into the complex, I had to battle the strong vegetation of trees and bushes, the dangers of poisonous snakes, and the boiling hot midday weather. Well in, I was amazed by how preserved the complex really was. The tiles in the bathrooms looked as good as new, and the glass was left in many of the windows. Even though one could see graffiti and garbage at certain spots, many parts of the complex made the impression not to have been touched by man for many, many years.
Deep down in the hotel’s darkest corridors, it was impossible for me to get a good photograph, even to see my path was so tricky I had to use my telephone’s built-in torch. I had to watch my step, it happened that the floors suddenly stopped in front of me, and the only thing ahead of was a gap so deep I couldn’t see the bottom of it. In ways, these corridors was the best part of my experience. There was something very poetic over them. What was supposed to be an isolated world for the wealthy, instead became an isolated world for a few hundred bats and some frightened photographers coming every now and then.
The upper parts of the complex were brighter. Here, many of the floors lacked walls completely and let in both the sun and large trees that started to root into the overgrown floors. It was here also apparent that other humans had dwelt as I could find scribbled Hindi words on the walls, and footsteps in the deep sand that covered many of the staircases. As the upper parts were far more incomplete than the lower, the construction plan acted almost as a maze. There were stairs that led to nowhere, and corridors that led you straight out in the air. Hence the name, the ghost hotel.
Though I frequently had to battle the darkness, I got some very intense pictures of what I got to see, enjoy!
By Karin Mossberg