aldington | open prison

The security hut within the compound was devoid of life. We expected to find the interior totally destroyed, but it was intact and the electricity was still on. Vandals were probably deterred by the vile smell emanating from various rooms, but we weren't deterred. (I sometimes which I could recreate the smell of the locations I visit; you get used to stink after a while).

Various awards, certificates and inspection results were still hanging from the walls. Along with a replica gun, which was a sobering thought.

After discretely parking the car we made our way through the front gates and into the main part of the prison.