Places you have visited with a strange vibe

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Hi. I'm off to Saltburn (near Whitby) tomorrow and I feel sick. I visited last March. The weekend before the lockdown.

The place was so eerie. I was actually freaked out on the pier and had to run off it. I actually managed to sleep at night but I honestly didn't think I would.

The cottage was surrounded by cliffs and there was a Victorian lift and a small morgue by the beach. I'm not sure whether these have anything to do with it.

Has anyone else had this feeling from a place they have visited?

@QueeniesCroft Salisbury in general makes me feel a deep sense of misery, its horrid. Lived there for two years as an adult and as soon as I moved away I felt fine again. A friend still lives there and every time I've been back to visit her, that dreadful feeling comes back too.
A lot of the military house areas around/near to Salisbury feel like you've described, Ludgershall is the worst one I've been to though. Just an empty, bleak feeling.

Betws y Coed was particularly miserable and had a bad vibe. All the places we visited around the National Park felt very unwelcoming and like visitors were barely tolerated. I couldn't wait to get away and I wouldn't visit again. Miserable and claustrophobic.

@NewModelArmyMayhem18

Portmeirion -As soon as you leave the confines of the village, anyone with an English accent is treated with utter contempt, ignored and made to feel as uncomfortable as humanly possible. I mentioned Portmeirion upthread.

I've been to Ephesus and didn't get those vibes at all.

Perhaps my Ephesus vibe had something to do with our tour guide, who was very expressive. It made me imagine the Greeks or Romans using the rows of stone toilets, or going into the amazing library building. It was a seaport so there was lots of activity. I could almost sense it.

The only thing about Saltburn that gives me the willies is the crazy steep hill. Last time I drove up it, my car stalled halfway .
There are a few suicides off the cliffs each year, including one of DH's friends. Maybe you picked up on some bad vibes.

I find derelict swimming pools and lidos incredibly creepy too.

Lots will disagree, but in the Lake District it is High Dam. The name describes it aptly but I think it has a really uncomfortable atmosphere. Lots of families happily picnic there but I get a feeling of foreboding to do with drowning in the dark, deep waters. I am meant to be having a family meet up there and do not want to go.

I mentioned it to DH and he has refused to go because he says he gets a weird feeling about the place. He says he simply cannot settle there. Thats without speaking to each other about it.

@BroccoliRob

Loads of people said Savernake Forest on another thread like this.

I suspect the Hungerford Massacre has something to do with it, but we went there on a school trip from Salisbury in the mid 79s and I just didn't like it. It felt so different to my own 'named' woodland, the New Forest.

Burley possibly excepted... 😂

@HoppingPavlova

Rockhampton on the other hand.... one can feel the presence of murderers

I’ve never felt odd about Rockhampton, just couldn’t wait to get out as it’s boring as hell and people seem insular. Don’t like Cairns either as a place, doesn’t have an odd atmosphere just seems to have grown too quickly in all the wrong ways. People are nice there though in the main. Townsville, I’ve just never had the odd vibe people have described. It’s grown a hell of a lot over the years as well and in a good direction.

Yes I do agree with super boring 😂

@BillieSpain

The old port in Montreal. Creepy.

I love it there!

Buxton has an interesting history though. It has its own branch of illuminati, and the surrounding hills have a long standing tradition of witch craft so the fact that the PD kinda skirts around it almost makes sense. in the them us kinda way

Interesting. Have you any rabbit holes links to read more? I found one site where they said about a Bilderberg meeting there in the 1950s, but nothing more.

Burley is historically full of witchcraft. There is definitely something unsettling about it.

Boswell in Cornwall is the same and I experienced this fleetingly in a back street in St Ives, although generally St Ives is fine.

Is that a local variant name (or typo?!) for Boscastle, or a different place? Obviously, Boscastle has the witchcraft museum (I believe it originally moved there from the IoM?) - did they have further reasons for choosing to relocate it there other than just that they found a suitable premises in a place that gets lots of tourists, then?

Another Lake District one for me: Wast Water - I find the slopes of scree oppressive and it's probably not helped by the stories of the hillwalker who slipped and died under it and the husband who disposed of his wife's body in the lake.

Wayland smithy near white horse Hill in Oxfordshire. Very eerie.
Sherwood forest had a lovely atmosphere. I could have sat and looked at the major oak tree for hours.
I'm not usually a fan of wooded areas. I always feel hunted and watched.
As above Famagusta. Not nice.

@pinkearedcow

Maybe the reason for all the unexplained unease is that something bad happened to us in these places in a previous life...

Yes! I had exactly the same thought when I saw this thread. Especially when the place isn't classically 'creepy'

A house I lived in with in the U.K. when the kids were small had a decidedly creepy vibe to one whole 'end' of it. Massive Victorian doer-upper money pit.

Dining room - spooky. Various efforts to get dc to use it for crafts etc completely failed...they'd just drift back out on any pretext.

Bathroom above it - also 'Nope'. It had an amazing roll top bath which we renovated around. No one ever soaked in that bath .

Bedroom next to the iffy bathroom - originally a study for me, because whilst it was a lovely, quirky room, which we thought then 5yo Ds would love, he was having none of it & demanded a box room at the other end of the house instead.

I used to work in there late at night. I'd generally be quite absorbed, but every so often I'd take a break & have a strong, & not entirely friendly, sense of Not Being Alone. I bolted out of there once or twice...

In the course of the renovations, dd1 took a fancy to the study & bagged it as her bedroom so she wouldn't have to share with dd2. She occupied it happily for a couple of years.

Chatting to dd2, now a teenager & several years after we moved out of that house, & apropos of nothing she informs me that 'oh yeah, that was when I had the haunted bedroom. I was mostly ok with it, it was the corridor outside I really didn't like. It was looking down towards that horrible bathroom.'

Me: 'what?! You're the least woo person I know!'

Dd1: 'yup, but that house didn't care that I wasn't woo. Right? You aren't either.'

Me: 'bollocks!'

Dd2: 'That bath, though.'

Me: 'well, ok...'

It genuinely was just creepy down that end of the house. We had people crash after parties in the dining room who really didn't sleep well & were quite sheepish about it.

No idea what the background was!

@Hockney236

There was a road I’d travel every day on the 137 on my way to work when I lived in Streatham and commuted to Battersea. I’d feel the weight of all wrong and evil on me as we trundled along the road. It was very strange. I also felt immense sadness in a place called Carna in Connemara. It was so beautiful, but the sadness was palpable. I couldn’t stop crying.

Do you know which road? I'm local.

@chocolateicecream

Maybe not Saltburn but certainly South Gare that’s just down the road. That place always made me think of the Brad Pitt film Seven. I imagined finding a head in a box whilst there. The now closed steal works were a bit spooky too.

TBH I'd not be surprised to find a head in a box at South Gare . I actually quite like it though, it's a bit of an unlikey wildlife haven amongst the old steel works and industrial port. And the regulars down there have always been lovely.

OP, YABVU about Saltburn though. Very trendy these days too. And the pier is only half as long as it used to be. Can walk around the end of it when the tide is right out!

Now hop the other side of Huntcliffe to Skinningrove and that's a different matter... (though they do a cracking bonfire!)

@chocolateicecream

Maybe not Saltburn but certainly South Gare that’s just down the road. That place always made me think of the Brad Pitt film Seven. I imagined finding a head in a box whilst there. The now closed steal works were a bit spooky too.

@chocolateicecream South Gare is bleak! I feel the same way about Seal Sands- just bleak and endless marshy ground!

That's hilarious! I live here with my husband and young baby and we love it 🤣🤣 what part did you see?! To be fair I'm right by Monkon park and the river Avon so we are in a lovely part 🤷

I grew up in Lyndhurst, New Forest. Queens House, where the Verderers Court is seated. The building just gives me the creeps. No idea why, I know there’s a series of tunnels out but it’s not that I don’t think.

@ThreeKneeRepeater

Sillysandy yes to Townsville. What an odd place. I also agree with Death about in the Forest of Dean. I couldn’t wait to leave. Everyone seemed to go silent and stare as we walked through it. I’m adding Tintagel in Cornwall and Andalsnes in Norway. It was full of knitting wool shops.

Aw I love Tintagel!

WeBuiltThisBuffetOnSausageRoll
i stumbled across a website for the illuminati in Buxton on one very late night web search. It was equally fascinating and horrifying. I have no idea how i found it, nor how to find it again. It was also over 5 years ago so the page may no longer exist or just be better hidden from uninvited eyes. I would love to provide links but i am sorry i can't.

One thing i can promise is that i probably wasn't looking for the illuminati in Buxton.

Porthgain, near St. David's in Pembrokeshire. Rather a creepy and oddly shaped harbour and ex-industrial area.

Romsey marshes, such a sad desolate place.

The corridor in Wigan hospital between the maternity ward and the special care unit. I had to shuffle there through the night when my baby woke for a feed. I was in a lot of pain with stitches but I shuffled as fast as I could as it felt like someone was going to rush up behind me.