Sometimes stuff changes – that’s just how urban exploring goes. So, about the Hotel Plaza thing I was gonna do in three parts? Well, it’s just two now. Turns out I didn’t get enough good photos to make it a trilogy. But hey, better to have good stuff than just a lot of filler, right?

If you missed Part One, check it out. I showed off the creepy entrance, the lobby everyone forgot, and those stairwells that are still in great shape for some reason. But for now, let’s keep going where we left off – way inside the building, quiet as can be, with broken glass all over and a sad vibe.

Upstairs: Quiet, Shadows, and What I Found

After getting the ground floor in the pics, I headed up the stairs that haven’t been used in forever. Each step creaked, thanks to how old it is (and me stepping on it). The top floors of Hotel Plaza felt totally different – like they weren’t even part of the same building on the street below.

Here’s what stuck out to me:

• Empty rooms, doors barely hanging on.
• Curtains falling apart, blowing in the wind from busted windows.
• Old furniture, some flipped over, some like nobody touched it.
• A long hall with wall lamps that were broken, but kinda cool symmetry.

Each room seemed to have its own story, even if I couldn’t see the details. Most of the stuff was gone, but some still had old beds, closet doors, and ashtrays on the wall – little reminders of when travelers, wedding people, and families stayed there.

The Roof View Was Worth the Climb
Best part of checking this place out? For sure, the roof.

After being extra careful on the stairs (some steps were missing!), I got to the top. I took one step and could view the whole town around me. Even beat up, Hotel Plaza still stands out above everything else it used to take care of.

From up there, you see other rooftops, bunch of trees, and old buildings all over the place. Going from the stale air downstairs to the fresh air up there was night and day.

It was a nice, calm moment in a space that was kinda heavy.

Rooms With Memories
I always see how rooms in old hotels will feel like someone lived there, even if it’s been years and years. Maybe it’s how they’re made.. Maybe it’s things they left behind. Maybe it’s just people stayed in them, even if just for one night.

Some rooms in Hotel Plaza had stuff scribbled on the walls. Others were pretty clean. One even had a mirror still hanging there, dusty, but not broken. I stayed in that room longer than the others. It felt like it was waiting for something to happen.

It made me think that every building we check out meant something to someone once.

Why It’s Not a Three-Parter
Okay, let’s keep it straight- I could have made this longer, chopped it up, and put some close-up pics in part three. But that’s not how I do things.

I just don’t have enough photos to make a third post that would be good to read. I could make stuff up, but I’d rather give you everything that mattered here in Part Two. This trip should be remembered as one thing, not stretched to get more clicks.

What Will Happen to Hotel Plaza?
From what I hear, Hotel Plaza ain’t getting fixed up anytime soon. It’s just sitting there, falling apart and lonely. Who knows if it’ll get torn down, used for something else, or just rot.

I hope these photos help people remember it. There’s something sad and cool about places like this – buildings that used to be full of life, and are now frozen.

How I Got These Photos
Here’s some quick stuff about how I did it:

• Weather: Cold and wet. Not great, but okay.
• Gear: Camera with a wide lens. Didn’t use much lighting, wanted it to look real.
• Safety: Some floors weren’t safe. I had to skip those. If you go anywhere like it – have boots that grip, bring a light, and don’t go by yourself.
• Time: About 2.5 hours inside. I was taking photos and trying not to fall through the floor.

What I Took Away from Hotel Plaza
This trip wasn’t scary, it was more about the feel. Hotel Plaza didn’t freak me out. I didn’t find any secret rooms. Instead, it just stuck with me – you know, like some songs or places do.

It made me see why I check out old places in the first place:

• To take photos of stuff everyone forgot.
• To let quiet places be heard.
• To see the pretty parts of what everyone else thinks is trash.

Sometimes, the best trips aren’t exciting – they’re calm.

Final Thoughts: Hotel Plaza Is Done
So that’s it – the end of Hotel Plaza.

Thanks for reading this two-part story. I appreciate your help, whether you check out old places too, like photography, or just wanted to see the creepy stuff. Every spot like this is a piece of a big story – about the town, the people, and our trips to forgotten spots.Until the next one – stay safe, stay curious, and bring extra batteries!