Some photos from our Halloween celebration! This year, we dressed up as plague doctors, a theme that I guess fits well this year..
And of course, we enjoyed some treats! A lovely chocolate cake with some juicy eye-balls. Yumm!
And this year, Vanja joined the pumpkin carving, and carved her first pumpkin (the one to the right)!
Stavanger City Bridge.
Tou Scene.
The music pavilion by Breiavatnet Lake. (Byparken, Stavanger)
Pussy? Yes!
Ani-males …? Uhm… I guess not. But I love animals, though. Especially spare ribs. (Storhaug, Stavanger)
I guess this is a portrait of Piotr. He certainly looks like a Piotr. And as sad as a Piotr can be, but not forgotten. (Storhaug, Stavanger)
Street art on a monastery. (Storhaug, Stavanger)
The perfect types of houses to grow old and die in. (Storhaug, Stavanger)
An old, scratched up Rolls Royce that have seen its better days. And God knows what’s in that trunk… (Storhaug, Stavanger)
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Wanna see more of Stavanger? I’ve already uploaded some of these on my SmugMug, but okay, why not..
We’re heading for a city region called Storhaug. A somewhat forgotten part of the city that I simply call “The Ghost Town”, that’s rumored to be a dumping area of students, social clients and misfits. But if you’re interested in old houses, like I am, there can be some stimulating sights to spot. And just as The Old Town, which is the most known tourist spot in Stavanger, the houses in Storhaug is over hundred years old and well preserved. The most of them, at least.
Hetland Church, built in 1854.
Fredrik’s, Stavanger’s oldest bakery. Born in 1899, died in 2019.
A main door with some carved demon-looking faces. Just beautiful.
St. Svithuns Secondary School. Built in 1918-19.
Welcome to Stavanger. Now, let me show you something you definitely won’t find listed in the tourist guide: Our own, obscure murder house.
Mirza Ghulam Hussain was not a good man, to put it mildly. In July 2007 he killed his brother-in-law, Zahid Mahmood Butt (both originally from Pakistan). He chopped his body in pieces in which he buried in the flower bed in the garden. The body was buried in seven parts, and put in trash bags with the internal organs removed. They were found six months later by the police cadaver dogs. A pretty grotesque and messy case that could be something straight out from a song by Cannibal Corpse. At that time, this wasn’t a common crime scene to witness in tiny Norway (and still isn’t) and the police really struggled with the case. Other than family conflicts with money involved, the motives stayed unclear. Mizra was sentenced to 19 years by Stavanger District Court. In addition, he was also convicted for molesting young boys between 1989-2001.
Mizra died in prison a few years later (at the age of 59) and his daughter took over the property. She stated in an interview that this is still her dream house from which she refuses to move out from, despite the grisly murder that took place and the whole notoriety surrounding the area, hanging over it like a constant black cloud. Still, the house has just decayed and rotted away over the past 13 years. But at least someone placed some flowers in the windows, trying to make it a little more cozy, it seems. What happens next with the property is uncertain. I decided to snap some pictures before it might eventually get demolished.
Some articles about the case (in Norwegian)
