As a warning, this will be a very long post. It's been a post three days in-the-making. Grab a cup of coffee or tea and relax. You'll be here for a while.
So, I've had some time to digest the events of Saturday (April 30th) and I want to share my thoughts on the visit to the
Chernobyl Exclusion Zone. I'll say now that it will not be what you expect. The trip wasn't what I expected. This was a trip of excitement, disappointment, disillusionment, and frustration. Expectations were tempered and broken. The upside is that I now have a more accurate idea of what has been happening in the Zone up to the current day. People change everything they touch. Chernobyl and Pripyat are no exception.
First, a little background. If you read the
post from April 26th,
you'll have seen my reason for going. This place has fascinated me for
years. The mystery and allure of a place, though, often overshadow
reality. I wanted to see the Exclusion Zone for myself. To be able to
stand on the same ground that saw so much drama and action. To see the hastily constructed sarcophagus with my own eyes. In some
ways, it felt like standing on a battlefield years after the event. Much
of the area is now a historical site. "Preserved" for future
generations.