The echo of splashing water. The smell of chlorine mixed with old wood. And that distinct feeling of community before smartphones existed.
Do you have a memory from Badhuset in the late '80s? Share it below. 👇
1989 was a year of change globally (the fall of the Berlin Wall, the birth of the web), but locally, Badhuset remained a constant. It was a sanctuary.
The echo of splashing water. The smell of chlorine mixed with old wood. And that distinct feeling of community before smartphones existed.
Do you have a memory from Badhuset in the late '80s? Share it below. 👇 badhuset 1989
1989 was a year of change globally (the fall of the Berlin Wall, the birth of the web), but locally, Badhuset remained a constant. It was a sanctuary. The echo of splashing water