The Motel In The Country
This relic of yesterday has long been forgotten. Wedged on a busy corner formed by 2 heavily traveled highways, this property is dust and slow death, wasting away underneath the Vermont skies.
Old postcards reveal this motel was once a charming roadside establishment, which was very typical of its day. A grassy front lawn slopes gently upwards to the main building, outfitted with classic cars parked out front as the sun shone off their hoods, with 2 wings spurring off both sides of a faux chalet structure anchoring it in the center – offering quirky Swiss mountain charm underneath the shadow of the more gentle Green Mountains. Though it may seem a little tacky, a lot of roadside motels around the mid 20th century would conjure up different themes and personalities to attract customers and become landmarks.
The nearby airport is the closest commercial service airport to Southern Vermont’s major ski resorts such as Killington, Pico, Okemo, Stratton, Bromley, Magic Mountain, and Mount Snow, and this motel would have catered to many of them looking for a place to stay nearby.
But today, this once convenient and budget friendly accommodation is now a rotting husk, decaying within a veil of tall grass, poison ivy and a lawn covered with animal feces. The foul smell of mold, rotting furniture and stale air permeates through its glassless windows and doors left ajar.
Sometime after its closing, the motel was visited by arsonists, burning the central chalet structure to the ground and severely damaging the additional wings – leaving a smoldering collection of pathetic ruins in its aftermath – where several attempts to forget them have sense been made.
I’ve explored plenty of abandoned travel properties before, and It certainly wasn’t the most interesting motel I’ve ever visited, but it was revealing. After all my years of exploring locations that have been shunned by society, it never ceases to amaze me how fickle and fragile our society is – man made things falling into ruin faster than it took to construct them, just aching to let things go. Inside these rotting rooms were evidence of transient camps, people with the heart of a stray loosing their souls underneath crumbling water logged ceilings that squished like sponges underneath your feet as you passed through these silent tombs. These abandoned locations are monuments to the darker and more truthful side of society – a harsh image that many don’t like to acknowledge. But at the end of the day, we know better.
Some older photos of the property in its abandoned state showcase the motel before the fire, with the chalet structure still in tact, and almost all of its windows and doors remained unbroken. It seemed this place deteriorated significantly after the blaze, with an incredible amount of vandalism and damage done in just a few short years.
Today, the property is for sale, just waiting for its next reincarnation.
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