The Beelitz Heilstätten (Beelitz Sanatorium, hence the title of this post) are about an hour drive away from Berlin, so Pippin, our friend Merry and I thought it would be a great idea to go visit them in February. It’s not technically a Lost Place per se, because parts of it are owned by different people, and can be visited without breaking any laws. Since we didn’t feel like breaking any of those, we thought we’d take one of the very legal tours through the surgical wing of the Sanatorium. Nature has been claiming this place back for decades, and because it wasn’t guarded or anything for a few years, it’s been ransacked by a lot of people, giving it a very specific, very broken aesthetic – it’s beautiful in the way that only broken things can be.
