The abandoned Trump Hotel was as pompous as “The Donald”, as fake as his tan and as forsaken as most of the people who voted him into office…
When entering an abandoned place you always want to be fast and inconspicuous to not gain any attention – and while we didn’t fail as miserably as I did at the *Japanese Mental Hospital*, we had a surprisingly hard time to find a way in, especially considering that some of us had already been there; and if you remember one thing about an abandoned place it’s how you got inside. Apparently somebody was still taking care of the building and so we had to almost fully circumvent it before finding a damaged door through which we could enter on all fours. A couple of rather dark corridors and rooms later we found ourselves in the main dining / entertainment room of the hotel – the luxurious old-fashioned interior of the main areas (not the disappointingly dull room hallways) beared some resemblance to kitschy classics like a Ritz-Carlton; just brighter, introducing some (but not too much!) lightness. White columns every couple of meters, large chandeliers and beautiful mirrors on the ceiling, heavy upholstered armchairs, marble floors, painted walls and ceilings in a style I associate with in early modern France / England – but I’m not an art historian, so if somebody knows more about the style of the paintings and the interior, please feel free to leave a comment.
Unfortunately this gigantic abandoned luxury hotel was not the first, but the last location of the day, so we quickly ran out of time – resulting in a highlights tour of the large complex. Next stop: 9th floor. Why? Nobody would tell me. A combination I was not happy about, because of course the elevators didn’t work anymore and pretty much every floor had high ceilings, so the 9th floor here was more like the 12th or 13th floor at a regular hotel. The hidden and not very well-lit staircase got back to the public area with red carpet and more wallpaintings, but also large piles of cable insulations (yep, the place was mostly stripped and therefore vandalized) and pigeon poo – disgusting!
But then the climb all of a sudden was worthwhile. A small staircase lead up half a floor to the left and into the most spectacular shared bath I have ever seen anywhere. Sure, kitschy as an 1980s rom-com, but absolutely fascinating – red and gold interior, painted walls, marble, large, colorful tiles… and in the actual bath a series of large sculptures, Roman / Greek style, reminding me of a quadriga or something like that. So much to see, so much to take photos of… so little time.
And upon closer look everything was fake. The place looked a bit like the standard photo of Trump’s apartment in New York (hence the name Trump Hotel for this location – the moron had nothing to do with the place as far as I know… and it’s really unlikely that he did, of course!), but the gold of course was poorly painted on, not beaten gold; the painting on the other hand weren’t painted, but printed photo wallpapers; the columns weren’t massive stone, but poorly carved plastic veneer; and I’m sure all the tiles and marble weren’t imported, but just cheap “in the style of” fakes. At first look everything was spectacular, at closer look a lot was actually quite poor craftsmanship. And a bit rundown, too. After all the hotel was 65 years old at the time of my visit.
Nevertheless this was an exciting place, so we rushed back down again. Since the whole top floor was one big shared bath, there had to be another one… there always was another one from back when we only had two genders… and it was on the 7th floor of the other hotel tower. No connection on that floor, of course, so we had to go ALL the way DOWN and then ALL the way BACK UP again… *sigh*
The second shared bath (they probably switched between use for men and women on a weekly or maybe even daily basis) was a lot less pompous and included more traditional Japanese elements, like an outdoor bath (rotenburo) and an outdoor stone hot tub with a wooden deck in now rather sad condition. It felt a lot more like a high-class onsen than a Spa World type of place – really, really nice, with spectacular views.
I was ready to call it a day when one of my friends dragged me away from the group and down a series of labyrinth-like stairways and hallways. Our final destination: A lower rooftop pool area between the hotel’s two towers – with two waterslides connecting an upper area with a lower area. Since it was already pretty much dark outside and our other friends were waiting for us, we only had time for a few quick shots, but the detour was definitely worth almost getting lost.
Despite spending a good two hours at the abandoned Trump Hotel, it was one of the most rushed, yet exciting explorations I’ve ever done (maybe with the exception of the *Japanese Mental Hospital*). Like the namesake I chose for the location it was big, fake, somewhat rundown, yet strangely exciting and fascinating in a way that you just can’t look away. At the same time I was glad that we found a way out when we almost got lost after reuniting with the rest of our small group after dark. What a nightmare… just to imagine having to spend four or even eight years there!
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Thanks for the not-so-subtle commentary. 🙂
It’ll cost me a couple of subscribers, but well…. what can you do?
You could have just refrained from political commentary about a place you don’t live, because it did indeed cost you at least one subscriber, especially the personal attack on people who voted for him.
I was about to write an expansive answer, but you most likely won’t read it anyway (sad – so sad!), so I saved myself some time.
BTW: Denying somebody to have an opinion about a place they don’t live is kinda proto-fascist. Much like your boy Trump. BOOM!
Losing Trumpies is losing nothing at all. Wish us luck in 2020.
There are a lot of abandoned Trump hotels – what a legacy! Atlantic City, NJ, has effectively erased the brand entirely. Where is this one located? M ! 🙂
They really shut down his hotels in Atlantic City? I thought they went just bankrupt and somebody else bought and uses them, but darn… What a waste!
This one is located in Japan. Unfortunately pretty much a tourist attraction now (not at the time of my visit…), but probably already vandalized.
Was für ein fürchterlicher, geschmackloser und lächerlicher Kitsch!
Ich meine natürlich das Hotel, nicht den Artikel! 🙂
Puuuh… ich dachte schon! 😉
Ouch… some of us only voted for what appeared the lesser of 2 evils. 😉
Love your site and don’t mind the nudges about political insanity. Keep up the great work.
Your friend in Maryland, USA
Then you are straight, white and Christian. The rest of us are pretty sick of the “evil”.
Well, the States is not the first country that fell for a demagogue – I guess nobody expected it since you guys always claim to live by higher standards… hence the extreme disappointment (and mockery) worldwide.
But I’m happy to hear that you weren’t appalled by my little nudges against the third most important leader of the free world. Thinking of it, I’m actually ranting quite a bit on my blog. Especially with Japan as the topic… 🙂
(And thanks for your continuous support!)
cool :D. that contrast between these fake, (and atleast to me) not very appealing rooms and that super generic typical hotel hallway is kinda funny :D.
personally i dont really care about politics so im all good with this one, but geez, seeing some of the previous comments, some ppls take the politics discussions/rants at the internet way too seriously lol…
Thanks, Gred, much appreciated!
The politics argument is a bit off anyway. First of all, I started to rant about anything and everything years ago – just three articles ago I (kinda…) insulted the Japanese prime minister by naming a monkey after him. Strangely enough none of the Trump snowflakes had a problem then mixing urbex and politics. But things are only funny as long as they don’t hit too close to home…
Overall the reader loss was within the margin of error anyway – there is a constant flow of people subscribing and unsubscribing… and I’ve had worse weeks without alienating a few dozen millions of Americans.
ah, i was wondering if the name of the monkey had some deeper meaning hahaha. yeah i recall some of your older rants, especially the ones about japanese health care :D.
imho if someone unsubs just because of a rant, no value is lost anyway haha
Thanks for calling out Donald Fuckface Trump. I want that bastard to die and so do the vast majority of people I know, but I live in California which is an outlier part of the American political system, so unfortunately we don’t have much impact despite the fact that the majority of people in my state want Tiny Hands Trump out, not the starving homeless fucking immigrants. I rest my case.