Workday 9: The Grand Finale

Sometimes even a shitty summer job like the one I've been in for the past two weeks is actually worth doing. Today was indeed that day.

We were ordered to go plant grass again, but as it once again rained, me and my new friend were ordered to do indoors work today. A pretty ironic thing it was, since on our final day of work, we finally got ordered indoors. Figures, I guess.

So we were ordered to assist a bunch of construction workers doing a major renovation of a nearby elementary school. The guy we were supposed to report to was the same guy I had met last week while helping out at the plumbing renovation near the city hall. So anyway, we were told to get a pair of brooms and start cleaning up the floors of this thick, fine white dust which pretty much covered all of the floors. We did the job for awhile, and then descended a staircase down to this lower level, which included showers and gymnastics halls. There was a further staircase down to a thick-looking steel door - and it was left open. The guy who worked with me had been at that elementary school when he was alot younger, and he told me about the steel door. It had always wondered him. Now, naturally we could both guess that the place was a civil defence disaster shelter of some sort. So we went in - especially since the construction workers had alot more important matters on their hands than babysitting a pair of summer workers on their final four hours of work.

As we went in, I quietly hit all the light switches on the way, and a small hall of some sort opened up before our eyes. Apparently it had not been used for awhile, since there were even thicker layers of white dust littering everything. The little control room had several tables, maps, and a chalk board with stuff written on it along with a pair of messy desks. On the back there was a door leading further down the hall and a small alcove featuring an ancient telephone exchange along with a switchboard were inside. The stuff was real ancient - I'm talking about WWII-era and 50's gear.

The walls were littered with all sorts weird plans and maps: some of them included unit tags labeled with names such as "radiation monitoring crew" and "logistics team 1". The maps on the walls had all sorts of marks on them - and I'm purely guessing that the markings represented other shelters and civil defence shelters in the area. At that point we both understood, that we had quite probably stumbled upon an old emergency operations center for the municipality administration. The place was a strange mixture of 60's and 70's technology along with some 90's stuff as well. We saw one computer - but with no monitor connected, though.

We proceeded on, and came upon another small room. The room included a small kitchen and these rooms with beds. Disposable sheets and blankets were laying on the beds. We found kitchen utensils wrapped in plastic. Iodine pills and some sort of a military-published instruction manual on "upholding of communications on municipal level" was there among an old transistor radio.

The final room was a storage: radiation suits, geiger counters, hardhats, gasmasks of various models, medical kits, stretchers, clearing equipment and the sort were placed in neat little rows in bookcases, cubboards and shelves. The equipment looked quite old - I'm guessing that the stuff was mainly from the sixties and seventies. We found road maps still wrapped in plastic from 1984. The Geiger counters were last checked on 2003. All the documents found from the shelter pointed towards some sort of an exercise which had been held in 1995. As we sweeped through the shelter for the first time, it was nearing lunch break. We decided to call the search off while and have ou break. I also decided to visit my apartment quickly and get my digital camera for future documentation. Me and my co-worker buddy took a pair of protective glasses with gas-proof lenses with us as souvenirs.

So after the lunchbreak, we returned in full force. I took photos, and then we searched through the place. This time we found an order dated 1979 from some sort of a civil defence big shot all the way from Helsinki, urging to get rid of the older model M/39 etc. gasmasks. The shelves sure included alot of different models of masks - and the one I opened was indeed a model M/39 - which dates from WWII. Naturally they had slightly newer masks - models M/62 and M/65 there too. The had several dozens of these newer models from the 60's there - all piled into neat little rows on the shelves. I opened one gasmask container, and took a photo of the contents. Then we proceeded to open up the medical kits and inspect their contents. All the stuff you'd expect to be inside were there.

After searching for awhile, I made a quick conclusion about the place: most of the stuff there was completely outdated and in the event of a real disaster - highly dangerous to use. We speculated for a long time about the place's function. Was it still used ? It seemed like the place could've been operational - and perhaps the rescue operations would be led through these smaller shelters by orders from the shelters of the bigger cities of the area i.e. Seinäjoki and Vaasa. The place had all sorts of small notes with numbers and codes for the operational centers of the other neighbouring municipalities. So, we had indeed stumbled upon just one link in a long line of command center shelters in the area. Pretty crazy, huh ? We also attempted to pinpoint the locations of the other shelters from the map, but we figured that the maps could've been way too old and thus inaccurate. The place fascinated me in a very strange way - finding a semi-functional shelter like this was like my adulthood and childhood dreams had came true at the same time.

After taking photos, we naturally left and turned over our neon vests and a couple of other things. Our two week stint as sanitation division etc. workers ended and 1:30 PM on a rainy friday afternoon. Naturally our boss never knew about our exploration of the municipality administration shelter. It is pretty scary to think about that installation though, since the equipment there was so damn Cold Warish - and thus in questionable condition. If some sort of an accident were to happen here, then I'd guess that we'd be screwed. The gasmasks at that storage were clearly in no condition to be used. And to think that in the event of a crisis that 50's or 40's telephone exchange would actually used ? My god, we'd be literally more than screwed here.

Still though, the experience of seeing all that stuff there and actually managing to locate a real life shelter are once-in-a-lifetime experience for me. The discovery of the shelter was both fun and educational - or should I also note a warning of the state of civil defence in this municipality.

On a final note, I've got about 50 pictures of that place on my other computer. I'll probably make a Winzip file out of them and put them - after some legal consultation and consideration - for free download. So stay tuned for the next chapter.