Our Hotel Continental Photo Album

This wasn’t always holy ground. This used to be the Interzone. This used to be the Hotel Continental. Everything seems to have faded like an old photograph, Tangiers itself worn down like it was made of salt. But everywhere there are reminders, diffused ghosts in a diffused twilight, refusing to leave, refusing to let go. We find a few of these phantoms upstairs , the cool chambers echoing with the dim voices of a time gone by. And the eery echoes cry out, “Who wants a drink? Would anyone like a thirteen year-old boy? Hey, let’s have some heroin!” Indeed, the voices bounce off the walls and chop you down just behind the knees. I wobbled a bit, anyway.

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That’s right, in keeping with my summertime good mood I’m continuing my series of cemetery photos. I took these pics in St. Mark’s Cemetery, Salt Spring Island this year, but sadly, I wasn’t able to find out much about this pretty little place. All I found was a burial record, but I suppose it’s nice to know that many of the RIP-ers lived a long life, since many of the graveyards here in BC from this era seem to indicate otherwise.

It’s not that I want to end up in a graveyard prematurally, but I do enjoy looking around and taking pictures of them, therefore I thought it time to post a few of my own shots.

For my first online boneyard album, I decided Laeken Cemetery in Brussels, Belgium would be a good start. I’ve been to a few cemeteries since I was there in ‘92, but Laeken is still a favourite of mine.