Saturday, March 27, 2004

The sound of silence.

For those of us who remember the Chernobyl disaster, here's a first hand account of the present scars the disaster left on a region. Take a ride with Elena, a very brave and adventurous biker from Russia who chronicles her rides through Chernobyl with a photo essay on her website. Haunting, moving, and real. It was a day when normal life in a city stopped in its tracks when a nuclear reactor set fire, the people were evacuated and forbidden from taking anything with them. One day they were there, the other...

"People had to leave everything, from photos of their grandparents to cars. Their clothes, cash and passports has been changed by state authorities. This is incredible, people lived, had homes, country houses, garages, motorcyles, cars, money, friends and relatives, people had their life, each in own niche and then in a matter of hours this world fall in pieces and everything goes to dogs and after few hours trip with some army vehicle one stands under some shower, washing away radiation and then step in a new life, naked with no home, no friends, no money, no past and with very doubtful future."

Simply amazing. These pictures depict the Chernobyl area now, inside the abandoned buildings, empty roads, vehicle graveyards, and the plant itself, almost twenty years after the disaster. Yet they tell us so much about that day. And, about the consequences of our actions.

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