It was raining for weeks it seemed, and I had not left the house for anything interesting. Then I got a call from a friend about an opportunity to explore an old high school in south Georgia. He knew the developer getting ready to renovate the building, and we had full permission to document whatever we wanted before they removed everything. The plan was to eventually convert the building into a senior-living apartment complex, but first there were lots of old desks, chalkboards, chairs, tables, books, and other such school-related materials to be seen. However, there were also obstacles like the metric ton of pigeon crap, possibly asbestos, and just nastiness all around to contend with. So of course we got to experience it all, with masks and boots of course. It was worth it, as not but a few weeks later the entire interior was gutted and all the artifacts were removed.