Places that gave you the heebie jeebies

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There have been a few places have made me feel uneasy but only one place gave me such an immediate visceral reaction that I practically ran out of it… the Time Out Market ladies toilets in Porto.
Yes, really,
Such an odd experience.
It’s situated upstairs of the food market. Down a short corridor but the whole place was painted white. It gave off very clinical vibes, and even though I really needed to go, I just turned heel and literally legged it out of there.
Anyone actually been there and had similar feelings? Or anywhere else that has made you feel physically uneasy or have I been watching too many horror movies?
(Disclaimer: I’m a number one wuss and never watch horror movies!)

Mortonhall?

Bolton

It's fine, I see Greyfriars has been mentioned. Everyone visits that one.

I spent most of last night racking my brains trying to remember what that park was called!

The first time I went,I would have been about 9 and I remember walking what felt like hours to get there

I remember feeling a bit funny about it place,like it was dark but it was a lovely sunny day

I went back with the kids years later and felt exactly the same way

It was like a weight was getting heavier on my shoulder and lifted once I'd got back through the gates

I thought it was just me,but my sister in law said the same thing

The old operating theatre museum in London. I had to leave, I couldn’t cope with feeling. My surgeon husband was less bothered but he said he ‘knew what I meant’ and didn’t try to dissuade me from leaving. I think the topic was probably engrossing him enough that he could overlook the feeling.

Oddly it wasn’t the actual operating theatre that made me feel strange. It was the room of instruments etc. I’ve been in the Edinburgh college of surgeons museum since and did not feel the same, and that is rammed with instruments and body parts in jars. I genuinely think it was the room that everything was in that was effecting me. Something was not right in there.

Portmeirion is not one of my favourite places either.

I just felt I was being watched all the time and the place just felt, well…grubby.

Dont get me wrong, I enjoyed the day out as it was nice spending time with dh and the dc but not a place I’d return to in a hurry.

my ex’s sister got married there and loves the place and I’ve got photos of my dc there and they never picked up any weird vibes when they were there. It was just me that found the place odd when we visited years later.

Yes! I have, never been able to find it either

Really? That's one of my favourite places. My grandparents used to take us there every Saturday when we were little. We also used to go there on sunday school trips. My friend had her childs first birthday party in the grounds, and another friend got married there. Myself and dh actually went there not long ago for a walk as we're staying in the celtic manor for a night and I wanted to take him, as I've always talked about it fondly. I wonder why one person feels so uncomfortable about a place and another doesn't.

Just asked ChatGPT- sounds like this episode?

I want to watch it now

The Kemptown area in Brighton is creepy. We stayed there two years ago in a basement flat of a grand old Georgian buidling. The bedroom felt weirdly oppressive and as though there was someone watching us. My family went out and left me alone for a few minutes and I had to go and sit outside in the courtyard until they got back as I couldn't bear to be on my own. It was opposite this beautiful, manicured private garden that had an underground tunnel that led down to a deserted and rotting balcony overlooking the sea. You could still see faint traces of the grand lifestyles that had gone on before but it had mostly all rotted away so felt sad and haunted.

Agree with this. It always gave me an uneasy feeling.

Tate Modern - had to leave and have never felt that oddly disorientated before or since. As soon as I left the building I was fine.

Victoria country park Hampshire

Roads please, I love a creepy big house !

Chislehurst Caves. Just horrible.

lyinginthebathpondering ·
Matlock Bath. I find it really oppressive

I agree. We drive through there from the M1 when visiting friends and I find it weird. Can’t put my finger on why exactly.

Re the atmosphere at Glencoe and Culloden, is there the same vibe on other battlefields such as the Somme or Ypres? I’ve never been to any WW1 battlefields.

Yes I find parts of the Somme and Ypres really eerie. I remember going there as a teenager as parents were on holiday and feeling intense sadness and oppression, like something waiting to happen. Couldn’t understand what I was feeling so I told my mum and she said she felt it too.

Nansledan in Newquay Cornwall. The whole area feels soulless.

Oh yes! Haven’t been past there in years but had many a happy adventure there as a teen. Even then it was kind of creepy as it was often empty! I loved it because you could always get on the rides. Grand Rapids was my fave 😆

More than one poster has mentioned Portmeirion and said how they felt they were being watched the whole time. I don’t think anyone’s mentioned the1960s TV series The Prisoner, that was filmed in Portmeirion and which was about a village in which the inhabitants were being watched all the time. So have those posters who felt they were being watched there made a conscious or unconscious link to the TV show, or is it that Portmeirion was chosen for the location as it’s the sort of place that makes people feel they’re being watched?

I’ve visited Portmeirion a couple of times and was not weirded out by it at all. I think on a nice sunny day, it passes a few hours very pleasantly. I don’t think it’d be quite the same on an overcast day.

Greyfriars Kirkyard in Edinburgh.
I actually have quite a few ancestors buried in there and I have family who live overlooking it, but I despise the place (despite loving cemeteries and graveyards for their history and architecture) and if it makes sense, I feel like the place despises me too.

Used to go as a kid with no problems whatsoever and used to love it there - then suddenly one day as an adult (on a countless repeat visit) I was stood outside one of my ancestor's tombs (not the infamous Bluidy George MacKenzie tomb in case anyone's wondering) and I felt such an immediate sense of hatred and danger towards me, even though I'd visited that tomb many times before with no problems - in fact I hadn't started genealogy then and didn't actually know it was a tomb belonging to one of my ancestors - and I became extremely ill that night and the illness didn't go away and within 7 weeks, I was in intensive care in hospital, fighting for my life.

Went back a few years later (but stayed away from that tomb - it's the Cathcart tomb at the far end - even seeing photos of it terrifies me, yet the person buried there was apparently a really good, kind, popular member of society but I don't think it's HIM that was threatening me) and as I was walking through, I had a really awful feeling and burst into tears - later that day, I found out a very dearly loved member of my family had died 200 miles away.

I'll never go back to Greyfriars - those two episodes were probably (logically) horrible coincidences but I'm not willing to risk it.

The Alhambra. I went deathly cold, shakey and had to get out of there. I'd really looked forward to seeing it too. Also a hotel in Bournemouth called the Burlington. It's apartments now. We were given a lovely spacious and light room that had been refurbished but the minute I stepped inside I knew it was haunted (for want of a better word). We swapped for another room which was dark and dingy and nowhere near as nice - but not haunted! Bath gives me a the creeps and also the pub at Avebury.

A bit random, but Belle Vue train station (a small station in Manchester) was the place I had the eeriest and uneasy ‘get me out of here’ feeling.

I had been working late and was on my way back home ( it was winter, so dark already)
I can’t remember why I got off there (wrong train? train terminated early? Not sure) but I found myself completely alone on the platform, waiting for another connecting train. No one was around, not a soul and it was weirdly quiet, no traffic noise.
It was also really poorly lit & I couldn’t see any lights on in the houses nearby.

There’s a small wooded area behind the platform which was pitch black. I kept having the most horrible feeling I was being watched. I became very hyper aware.

The train was nowhere to be seen so I ended up ringing my dh and asking if he could pick me up, not taking my eyes off the woodland area.

Dh said he could sense panic in my voice, even though I thought I was being quite calm.

I’m not normally a jittery person, I’ve walked back in the dark several times before when I was younger, walked through graveyards at night, camped in random places, that type of thing, I’ve never been scared or felt on edge.

I was so relieved to get out of there.

The chapel at Eden camp, it's a part of one of the huts and the walls have engraved brass plaques displayed, I wandered in and it just felt oppressive and I wanted to leave straight away, felt really uncomfortable.
There's lots of other huts there that have descriptions and displays of the horrors of the wars, has dedications and plaques but that chapel felt awful.
I would recommend Eden camp though - great resource!

Glencoe. It feels eerie. Is it just because I know of the massacre?