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Pre Game Thread: Miami Dolphins (6-3) @ Denver Broncos (3-6)

2020.11.22 06:43 BlindManBaldwin Pre Game Thread: Miami Dolphins (6-3) @ Denver Broncos (3-6)

WEEK 11

MIAMI DOLPHINS (6-3) @ DENVER BRONCOS (3-6)

STATS

Offense
Stats
Points 186 251
Yards 3006 2863
Y/P 5.1 5.4
TO 21 10
PYds 2047 1975
PTDs 12 15
INTs 16 7
NY/A 5.6 6.9
CMP% 56.4% 68.2%
RYds 959 888
RTDs 7 9
YA 4.3 3.6
Defense
Stats
Points 254 182
Yards 3240 3347
Y/P 5.3 5.6
TO 9 15
PYds 2081 2194
PTDs 14 13
INTs 6 8
NY/A 6.0 6.3
CMP% 66.5% 62.8%
RYds 1159 1153
RTDs 10 11
YA 4.4 4.7
Degenerate Gambling Stuff
Dolphins -4 O/U 45.5
Think that line is a little too generous for the Broncos!

WEATHEBROADCAST

2:05 MT/3:05 CT/4:05 ET/1:05 ET/9:05 GMT @ Empower Field @ Mile High
Weather: 47f, sunny 4 mph NE
  • TV: Kevin Harlan, Trent Green and Melanie Collins
  • TV Broadcast Maps
  • Local Radio (KOA - 850 AM/94.1 FM & The Fox - 103.5 FM: Dave Logan, Rick Lewis, Susie Wargin)
KOA link only works on desktop, not mobile.

INJURY

DEN Injury Report MIA Injury Report

FAST FACTS

From PotRoastBoobs
  • No player has made more 50+ yard field goals in a single season in Broncos’ history than Brandon McManus (6). McManus is tied for the league lead with a career-best six 50+ yard field goals this season.
  • Noah Fant is trying to become only the third tight end in Broncos history to lead the team in receptions for a season. The others to do it are Shannon Sharpe (six different times) and Riley Odoms (four times).
  • Noah Fant and Tim Patrick are both nearing 1,000 receiving yards for their career.
  • Vic Fangio owns a 17-8 record as a defensive coordinator or head coach against rookie quarterbacks during his career.

TEAM CONNECTIONS

From PotRoastBoobs
  • Dolphins Running Backs Coach Eric Studesville coached eight seasons with the Broncos (2010-17), was a member of the Broncos’ Super Bowl 50 coaching staff and served as running backs coach (2010-16), interim head coach (2010) and assistant head coach/running backs coach (2017).

RANDOM THOUGHTS

  • Please don’t travel far or have large gatherings for the holidays.

AROUND THE AFC WEST

Team Opp. Date Time/Score
KC @ LV 11/22 6:20
LAC NYJ 11/22 2:05
LV KC 11/22 6:20

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2020.11.19 19:28 enlguy Meeting People in Porto...

Super long, comprehensive post, so stick around. Starts with some venting and wondering, ends with some suggestions for meeting. If you want the TL;DR, it's that I find it very difficult to meet Portuguese people, but am looking for some common ground to make some new friends here.
Granted I am rather new to Portugal, and this is a shittier year than most for meeting people, but I never had problems in other countries (this is the third country I've lived in this year, even for a short time - both other countries I had new friends from the first week). I read about Porto being a friendly place before I arrived, but I am finding it VERY difficult to meet Portuguese people - it seems they can make any excuse under the sun not to socialize with someone, and sometimes even after making plans skip the excuse and simply fall off the face of the planet. I have met two Portuguese - both were new to Porto and had lived abroad, probably the only reasons they were more open to meeting new people, and they were still ... not so easy to befriend. Everyone else I've met is another expat. It hasn't been like this anywhere else I've lived - I've ALWAYS met locals, and I make it a point to do so (why else live in other countries?).
Now, the more I look into this, the more articles and posts online I see about people living here for years without being able to make a single Portuguese friend, about how it's impossible to date here, about how Portuguese refuse to meet new people, on and on. So, as someone who does not want to be more isolated than I already am working from home in a new country, are meeting expats my only option? Are Portuguese really that closed off to making new friends? Are all the women really so flaky and uptight? I can't say I like the way I've been treated thus far, and after a few months already am starting to choose to just avoid Portuguese people on dating sites and whatnot. It's not worth the headache - I already know what will happen - several days of messaging, then making plans, and then they will just disappear forever before meeting and after making promises they don't keep. Do Portuguese not value or respect other people? Anywhere else, this kind of behavior is considered really shitty, and people don't put up with it. I'm really surprised this seems to be normal here, why would anyone bother with people who do this? Maybe these people are all actually really alone and don't know how to socialize, or something, I don't know.
If any Portuguese people would like to meet a nice (promise, even if this post sounds harsh, it's just that I feel pretty upset by the way I have been treated here by many people) guy for a coffee or walk, or whatever, it would be cool.
I guess to share some things I like, in the hopes that maybe a common interest will better help break the ice... I can be intense, I run my own business, I work from home, I've been through a lot this year (I know, many have, but take the normal stuff and add that I've been in various foreign countries without knowing anyone and dealing with immigration and residency bureaucracy on top of all that), but...
- Nature - Love nature. I've already found a few little spots I really love down near Furadouro where the forest meets the ocean. If you know of any cool spots, or have a car to get closer to mountains and more out of the way places, I would be so happy to go see that with you!! I used to live in the mountains in Colorado, so hiking, climbing, whatever, anything to be active in the forests or mountains, I love.
- Coffee - I'm a coffee snob. I have a portable espresso maker. I have already tried Mesa 325, 7g Roasters, and My Coffee Porto (amongst others). I think Mesa or 7g are best. If you know of any other good spots for great espresso, I would love to check it out!
- Street art - I have a thing for finding cool street art everywhere I go. I took so many fucking pictures in Paris (like seriously, at least 40 pictures). I have pictures of art from all over the world, and some international artists who have done things in other countries. Shit from Colorado (all over, found an original Sheperd Fairey in Denver), Belgrade, Paris, Lyon, Dublin, Siem Reap (Cambodia - not so great, but had to take in the local work - there are some good artists there, street art is just harder to find), Sydney.... If you know where to find some really good stuff in Porto, I would love to go see it!
- Board games, or anything that involves thinking - Even poker works here, games that can just be fun, or involve using your head a bit, I enjoy sharing with others. Cards Against Humanity is always a good time, too.
- Being active - Just taking a walk along the river can be nice, or walking a new area with something nice to see.
I enjoy people who are generally relaxed, have a good attitude, good sense of humor, and are understanding and open-minded / non-judgemental. Intelligence is good, too. My hours of availability, mixed with lockdowns, doesn't help, I know... I tend to be more available earlier in the day because I work with mostly U.S. clients, so the bulk of my work starts in the afternoon and goes through the evening. If anyone has mornings free, I would be happy to meet up. :) Muito obrigado if you've read through all this. Language exchange could be another option, if you'd like to work on your English, and maybe you can help me with a few new words of Portuguese here and there. I'm a beginner. If you understood this whole post, though, your English is probably fine. haha If this was difficult to read for anyone that really made an effort, feel free to ask for any clarification. I really don't take for granted English ability, I just don't have the skills with Portuguese yet.
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2020.11.19 14:36 BishopDonMagicJuanJr Describe game situation in your town

Denver, Colorado, pretty average American city, people here are not unfriendly or super friendly, kind of in the middle. This city has a lot of good looking single women from 20-50, lots of unmarried women. I hear from women here that a lot of local guys dont put any effort, like the guy asking the girl to come over on the first date. A lot of people here ski, snowboard, hike so sometimes skiing or snowboarding comes before women. I like this city but I feel that there is a total disconnect here, higher than average number of single women in any age group. Ski towns though are full of thirsty men chasing a few women. Skiing will always come before any woman though 😊
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2020.11.18 18:52 cuqanon Boulder County will move to new Level Red on Friday

Boulder County will move to new level Red on Friday

Boulder County is one of 15 counties the state is moving to Level Red on the color-coded COVID-19 dial Friday, officials announced Tuesday night.
Level Red previously represented Stay-at-Home, but Gov. Jared Polis in a Tuesday news conference announced the addition of a new purple level on the dial, which will also takes effect Friday. The purple level takes the place of the previous Level Red’s stay-at-home level. The new Level Red is between Level Orange and Level Purple.
The updated Level Red was designed to “indicate counties where there is severe risk of COVID-19 spreading rapidly, while allowing some businesses to remain open at very limited capacity,” a news release from the state health department said. Level Purple will represent “when hospital capacity risks being breached and most businesses and indoor services must be closed.”
Adams, Arapahoe, Broomfield, Clear Creek, Denver, Douglas, Jefferson, La Plata, Logan, Mesa, Morgan, Routt, Summit and Washington counties will also move to Level Red on Friday.

Level Red: what will change

A state chart dictates what restrictions will be in place based on each level. The county’s switch from Level Orange to Level Red will change the following:

“We are adding a new level to the dial in response to the out-of-control levels of COVID-19 transmission across the state,” CDPHE Executive Director Jill Hunsaker Ryan stated in the release. “If we are not careful now, we risk plunging into the deep end of the dial, where hospitals are not able to serve everyone who needs care, whether they are COVID-19 patients or other types of patients. It’s up to all Coloradans to help our essential health care workers save lives.”
News of the possible transition to new restriction levels began leaking out Tuesday afternoon when the Daily Camera obtained an email from Boulder County Public Health Executive Director Jeff Zayach, warning other officials of the possible change in restrictions.
“I anticipate a letter today from CDPHE indicated that they are moving us from orange and into the red – effective Friday,” he wrote.
“Although, I cannot confirm Friday until I get the letter and see the implementation date. We will need to evaluate our current orders against the new dial requirements and will make adjustments as necessary,” the email read.
County officials with knowledge of the situation said they were informed by Boulder County health officials Tuesday afternoon that a move to Level Red on Friday was likely, but not finalized.

County records 208 new cases

Boulder County added another 208 coronavirus cases Tuesday, bringing the county to 8,910 cases to date, and 108 residents have died from the virus. There have been 299 hospitalizations to date and there are currently 91 people hospitalized — the largest single-day number recorded in the county.
“This is heartbreaking. These are humans, not numbers,” Goussetis said. “These are our mothers, uncles, spouses, friends and parents.”
Since Oct. 1, 27 county residents have died from the virus, Goussetis said, noting nine people died in total from July to September.
“For the time being, please only spend time with the people and pets you live with if you can. It may just save a life,” she said.
The five-day average of new daily cases is 159 in Boulder County, down from Friday’s record-high five-day average of 252.6.
The University of Colorado Boulder transitioned to fully remote learning Monday. Data shows 16 new cases were recorded from 314 diagnostic tests and 1,004 monitoring tests performed Monday. There are 30 isolation spaces in use, or 6%. Since Aug. 24, the university has reported 1,479 on-campus positive cases from 9,962 diagnostic tests and 56,734 monitoring tests.
Boulder Valley School District transitioned to fully remote learning Tuesday to combat coronavirus cases. The district’s coronavirus dashboard shows 38 active cases, 11 symptomatic cases and nine probable cases.
St. Vrain Valley School District’s coronavirus dashboard shows 87 active cases and 337 cumulative cases.
Statewide, there have been 172,044 positive or probable cases. There have been 2,608 deaths among the cases, and 2,299 of those deaths were because of the coronavirus. There have been 11,608 people hospitalized. Of Colorado’s roughly 5.7 million population, 1,491,381 people have been tested for the virus.
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2020.11.17 17:39 mtp6921 The flight that I was glad we took

My wife Gina and I have been married for a year now and we knew each other for two years prior to getting married.
We are both currently able to work from home for our software development jobs.
My wife has an Aunt Janet who she hasn’t seen in over a year since she moved to Butte Montana, so two weeks before Thanksgiving we were planning on taking a flight from NYC to Denver and then a connecting flight to Bozeman, Montana.
Gina and I were heavily in debt from both of us graduating from NYU, so on top of our high priced Manhattan apartment we really had no extra income.
However, Gina’s Aunt Janet stressed that all we needed to do was pay the airfare and she would take care of the rest.
Because we were flying out of season the flights to Bozeman, Montana were dirt cheap.
We left La Guardia airport at 1:00 pm and we arrived in Denver at 5:00 pm, then we got on a connecting flight to Bozeman.
The connecting flight was the smallest airplane that I have ever been on. At most 20 people could fit on it and to top it off we were the only ones on the plane.
The flight was supposed to be a little over an hour, but instead it took us two and a half hours to get there. The lone flight attendant blamed it on the weather and the pilot having to change the flight course.
As we were getting close, we thought it was really odd that we didn’t see any houses. Bozeman looked like nothing that we saw online, but both Gina and I shrugged it off thinking that because we were on a plane perhaps the town of Bozeman was on the other side of the plane which we just couldn’t see.
Both Gina and I have never been outside of New York besides our honeymoon in Florida, so besides our online research we knew nothing about the Midwest.
We got off the plane via stairs on the runway. A lone man greeted us and then led Gina and I into a single room structure that kind of resembled a typical McDonald’s.
The lone man unloaded our luggage then handed the luggage to us.
The same man unloaded a bunch of packages from our plane onto a box truck, then he drove away.
The plane took off shortly after the truck left.
At this point it’s close to 8:00 pm in New York time which would be 6:00 pm in Montana time, which we assumed because our cell phones had no service.
Gina told her Aunt Janet via email that we would be in Bozeman at around 5:00 pm central time so we were at least an hour late.
As we stood in this one room structure, I said to Gina “isn’t this odd that there is no other person here but us?”
Gina replied “Well where here later in the day and we both never heard of Bozeman before this trip, so I’m guessing not to many people come here.”
Then I replied “Right, but this is one of the airports that services Yellowstone. So this single building that we’re standing in is supposed to serve the tens of thousands of people who go come through Yellowstone every year?”
Gina responded “Perhaps, but I really have no idea. Compared to La Guardia, Denver or Orlando this airport is essentially non existent.”
I responded “There’s no welcome to Bozeman or Montana signs! Where would people go to rent a car?”
Gina said “John, I just don’t know but I’m sure my Aunt will be here at any moment.”
I looked around the structure and said “Boy there is sure a lot of cob webs and dust? There’s only one counter that looks like it was built in the 1950’s”
Gina responded angrily “John you keep on pointing these things out to me that I don’t have the answers too. When we were in Denver we got on the flight to Bozeman right?”
John replied “Yeah that’s what the digital sign said at the terminal and the lone flight attendant looked at our tickets before we boarded!”
Gina replied still angry “So I know as much as you know. This is late November and people go to Yellowstone in the summer so perhaps they just let this airport sit and rot until next summer.”
I responded “If you say so but I don’t think this has been used by anyone in over 30 years.”
Gina now crying responds “You know maybe this is just a smaller airport outside of Bozeman. Do you remember we were researching flights and most cities have smaller less known airports not far from the bigger airport.”
I responded “Perhaps!”
Gina then said “My Aunt has our flight information. She told me which flight to book so she’ll find us one way or another or at least I hope.”
I look around and I see no phones. I don’t think this building has electricity.
We both go outside and I say “So much for the Mountains in Montana hay?”
Gina responds “Yeah and it feels like it’s close to 80 degrees. I guess where in a warm spell. I’m going to take off my sweatshirt.”
I take a 360 degree view and I don’t see any mountains and all I really see is baron land. There is one road that I see that looks like it hadn’t been resurfaced in over 50 years with vegetation growing out of its cracks.
I say “I really just don’t know.”
Gina responds “Lets just wait a while for my Aunt to arrive before we start panicking.”
An hour goes bye and there’s no sign of Gina’s Aunt or anybody else.
I say to Gina “There ain’t nobody coming!”
Gina says “Give my Aunt more time or maybe a police man will show up or somebody else.”
I respond “Look at this place. There’s no electricity or running water. There’s nothing. This place has been abandoned well before we were born. This place isn’t on any police radar”
Gina says “Well why did the plane take us here from Denver?”
I said “I have no idea. Where both inexperienced flyers, so maybe we got on the wrong plane or maybe the flight attendant and pilot purposely tricked us to think we were going to Bozeman. I think where in a desert somewhere. Hopefully, in the United States and not Mexico, but I have no idea. Typically drug smugglers bring stuff from South to North and we went North to South, so I have no idea what those packages were that guy in the box truck took, but obviously he knew the plane was coming."
Gina responds "So what do we do?"
I say "If you ask me that plane left us here to die. It seems like they just needed unsuspecting tourist to take off from Denver. I don't know if they needed passengers to seem viable or what? But anyways it’s getting late and the temperature must have dropped 30 degrees. I guess where going to have to stay in this building for the night.”
Gina says “Where here? I’m not staying in this building. Do you feel how cold it’s gotten in here?”
I respond “We have no choice. Look how dark it is outside. We have no idea if the next house is five miles or 50 miles. We have a granola bar and one bag of chips. We’ll just stay in this building huddled over there in the corner until morning.”
Gina says “This place is fucking gross. All I smell is animal piss and shit on top of mold!.”
I say “I think it’s safer in here versus outside but I don’t know what animal is living in here and I don’t know what animals are out there.”
Gina is now sobbing crying.
I look around the building and find what looks like a hunting knife.
On top of the lack of food all we have is two bottles of water that the “Flight Attendant” gave us.
We are now huddled in the corner with our clothes that we are trying to use as blankets.
I try to lighten up the mood and say “at least we’ll have a good story to tell!”
Gina responds “What good is it if we’re both dead!”
We both stay huddled next to each other all night. The temperature inside the building felt like it was in the 30’s.
We would hear animal movements in the walls and above the ceiling and each time I would hold my knife tighter.
We didn’t sleep at all and now the sun is starting to come up. We both feel horrible from the cold weather and the lack of sleep.
I suggest to Gina “Why don’t we start walking?”
With an absolute miserable facial expression, Gina responds “Fine, let’s walk!”
With the weather still being cold, I figured that we should be fine with our limited water, for a while, until the full sun comes out.
It was so cold inside the building that we decided to leave the same clothes on and not get changed.
We leave most of the stuff we packed in the building besides the limited food, water, our ID’s, money, and the knife.
Both Gina and I walk on the road that leads to the single strip airport.
The temperature feels like it’s in the low 40’s.
About 20 minutes later we get to the end of the road and now we have to make a decision to eitherturn left or right. There are no signs and just an old wooden post where a sign probably once stood.
We both look in both directions and I say “This has to be the desert! Look at the cactus over there.”
Gina says “Yeah, I don’t know much about Montana but I doubt they have cactus like this in Montana!”
I respond “Yeah, the cactus are really neat looking. Do you remember watching cartoons where those types of cactus had water in them when they were cut open?”
Gina responded “Yes, but I’m not sure if they actually do have water in them or if it was just cartoon antics. Anyways, Do you think we should go left or right?”
I respond “I don’t know I don’t see anything in either direction besides the desert. The road looks as equally as beat up in both direction. So why don’t you just guess?”
Gina responds “I have no idea which way to go. Just pick a direction and I’ll just follow you.”
I replied “Ok, lets just go to the right.”
We walked on the road that looked like maybe one car a year drove on. The desert vegetation took over what ever cracks were in the road.
There was just absolutely nothing besides clay like dirt, sand, cactus and an occasional hill in all directions.
It has been nearly three hours and we still see nothing. We walk about a half hour more and I say “What the fuck!” As the road abruptly ends.
Then I say “Why did someone build a road that leads to nowhere?”
Gina is now hysterically crying and the temperature is starting to warm up.
Gina says “Oh God what do we do now?”
I say “I don’t know but where going have to turn back around. Let’s just walk for another hour then where going to have to find shade somewhere.”
Gina responds “fine.”
We turn around which was just completely destroyed our morale.
Gina is not at all happy and looks completely drained.
The sun is starting to beat down on us and I say “If you see anything that resembles shade we’ll stop and rest then.”
As we continue to walk we see nothing that resembled shade.
Gina says “Can we just stop?”
I respond “OK, fine.”
We sit down next to the beat up road and the ground is a cross between sand and clay.
We try to conserve the water by just taking small sips of what we have left. We decide to split the granola bar, which leaves us with just a bag of chips left.
I say to Gina “How is possible that with all of the tens of thousands of flights that occur daily, we get on the one flight, where the airline leaves us in the middle of nowhere with the intent to possibly try to kill us?”
Gina responds “yeah it does sound odd, but then again maybe things like this happen and it doesn’t get reported because the people just die?”
I respond “Yeah that sounds reassuring!”
Then I say “Did you find this flight itinerary on your own or did your Aunt tell you to book it?”
Gina responds “Aunt Janet strongly suggested for me to book this flight.”
Then I said “Doesn’t that seem a little odd?”
Gina said “A little, but I grew up with my Aunt and she wouldn’t do anything to harm me.”
Then I say “Well didn’t your mother and aunt have a fallen out with each other?”
Gina said “Yeah, but that was years ago and we always maintained a good relationship.”
I reply “I don’t know. This situation seems really odd. What does she do to make money?”
Gina responded “I’m not really sure. She met her current boyfriend online and she decided to uproot her life and move to Montana. I don’t know anything about her boyfriend.”
Then I say “When was the last time you actually talked to your Aunt on the phone?”
Gina responded “John, you know that I avoid talking on the phone at any cost, so I’m not sure the last time I actually talked to my aunt was! We just communicate through texts and emails.”
Then I responded “That’s interesting! So there’s a chance you may have been corresponding with someone pretending to be your aunt?”
Gina responds “Up until you just suggesting it, I never thought about that. I just assumed I was communicating with my aunt.”
I responded “The problem is that besides your aunt, nobody knows we took this trip. You didn’t tell your mother because you didn’t want your mother to know that we would be with your aunt and I didn’t tell my parents because I didn’t want to get lectured for spending money we didn’t have. My awful job will just think that I quit if I don’t return, so really nobody knows we took these flights besides your ‘aunt!’ If that was even your aunt that you were communicating with.”
Gina responded “Yeah, up until being stranded in this desert I really didn’t think of telling people that we took a flight. I didn’t think it really mattered. I hope we don’t end up like those people who die and then they can’t be identified because no one ever reported them missing.”
Then I respond “oh God, I hope not!”
After a few minutes of sitting on the ground, we both decide to lay down facing the opposite direction of the sun and then we both dozed off.
About three hours later, we both wake up and I say “I can’t believe we were able to doze off like that!”
Gina responded “Yeah, but I guess we were just so tired. My mouth is just so dry. Let’s take another drink.”
I respond “that’s fine.”
We decide to just stay put for a while. We were sweating a little from just sitting so we didn’t want to dehydrate ourselves even more by walking. Hours went bye and eventually the weather started to cool off, so I said “Come on let’s start walking again.”
So we walked and walked. Eventually we got back to where we started and continued past the abandoned airport.
The weather started to get colder and colder. Our feet were hurting but we didn’t want to stand still in the cold.
We literally walked three hours then turned around, then walked more, then we took a long break from the hot sun and now it’s been another eight hours of walking. It’s now 1:00 am central time I estimated from my cell phone.
The dead silence is extremely eerie. We have seen no evidence of people since the crew on the plane and the unknown guy.
It’s just so dark out. There is no moon. The stars are our main source of light. We occasionally use our cell phones for light, but we both know that we need to conserve their batteries.
911 hasn't worked. Both of our phones attempt to find a signal when we dial 911, but the calls don’t go through.
It's just too cold to stop. Our feet and legs say stop but we know we might freeze to death if we do.
We are both starving. With every step we take our stomachs remind us that we haven't eaten anything substantial in over a day, as we continue to burn calories.
We just walk and walk slowly and without any type of vigor. We both realize that it's unlikely that we will come across any signs of life, but we stay moving so we don't freeze.
Eventually, we start to see on the right side of the sky, the sky is starting to get a little bit brighter and I say “The sun must be rising over there, so that must be East.”
Gina responded “What fucking difference does it make what direction East is? Listen I’m stopping now or my feet will fall off!”
I say “OK let’s sit down and lets eat the chips.”
As we attempt to sit down we both make painful agonizing noises, because our legs are stiff from exhaustion and a lack of nutrients.
We both share the chips and my legs felt a little bit better from what I guess was from the salt on the chips.
We have less than a half bottle of water and no food left. I know that we are going to die sooner than later. We have no food and our bodies are continually burning calories from the cold at night and the walking. The sun is so hot during the day and we are only left with a few sips of water.
I now know that we just have a few hours left to live if we decide to keep moving but we really have no choice. We will either die walking or die sitting on the side of the road.
We both doze off from pure exhaustion. We both wake up and then just close our eyes again. Neither of our bodies want to move.
The temperature is starting to become warmer.
I say “Come on we have to walk before the sun starts to become too intense.”
Gina says “I can’t. Let’s just sit here.”
I said “we have to move again. There no one coming to rescue us. If we have to sleep tonight in the cold we’ll freeze to death.”
Gina said “fine.”
We both can’t get up from a sitting position as we continuously try. Our muscles and joints hurt. I get on all fours and yell out in pure agony as I rise to my feet. I attempt to help Gina up which makes my muscles hurt even more.
We walk for another hour. We both look like wounded soldiers coming off the front line.
I can feel every step. We only have a capful of water left to share.
I see a cactus and say “let’s see if it has any water inside of it. I stab the cactus towards the bottom and pull my knife out. I can tell the knife is moist when I pull it out, so I now know there’s water in the cactus.
I carve out an opening and use the plastic water bottle to scoop up as much water as possible.
It seems like there’s a good amount of water, so we both guzzle down the water which taste absolutely terrible, but at least it’s wet.
We both drink about a bottle’s worth of water each, which gave us a little hope, but I know the lack of calories is going to kill us.
It’s one thing if we were drifting in the middle of the ocean expending little effort, but with each step we take we are burning fuel and our muscles are wasting away.
We have no choice, so we continue to slowly move.
The sun is getting hotter, but I don’t want to stop for the fear of the cold that will eventually come.
Our legs don’t want to bend anymore. It hurts every time our hamstrings contract. We are almost to the point like where walking on peg legs.
Gina is continually whimpering which I block out because I’m fighting with myself to keep moving. My shoulders are hurting so bad from my arms swinging back and forth.
I always thought I could survive being stranded in the desert, but I know that death is near.
I know we are both going to collapse from a lack of calories at anytime.
Gina is making a moaning noises as she attempts to walk. I don’t want to look at her because it will hurt my neck if I look over, but at least I can still hear her.
I start to hear Gina whimper “I have to stop. I have to stop.”
Over and over again.
I tell her in a painful raspy voice that “if we stop we die. We have no shelter and the freezing weather will kill us tonight. There has to be something. We have to be close to something. Let’s try to make it over that hill in front of us and then we should be able to see something.”
Then I think to myself that was just wishful thinking. We haven’t seen anything since we left the abandoned airport. Not a highway sign or even a highway marker. Nothing at all. It was like this road was built, then abandoned the next day.
We continue to slowly pull ourselves forward in a shuffle like gait.
Our muscles are in just agonizing pain without food and especially without salt.
I know Gina wants to collapse and I’m not too far from doing the same. I hope a car will pass bye then I say to myself why would it?
The guy who drove the box truck away from the abandoned airport probably wouldn’t stop for us even if he came back this way so there’s really no hope of any vehicle coming.
The sun is making us sweat which is further draining our electrolytes.
We finally make it up the hill on the road.
Both Gina and I look ahead in the distance to to see if there is anything. The sun is so bright that I have to squint to see.
I swear I see some type of structures and a road sign ahead.
I get a small boast of adrenaline from the hope of something being in front of us in the near distance.
I know this is our last hope. I start to shuffle my feet a little bit faster to see what the man made things are. Gina can barely move so I start to pull out in front of her.
As I get closer, I start to make out a dilapidated sign that has fallen apart. I can make out “The desert resort” which looks like it was put up sometime in the 1950’s.
The resort is in horrible disarray. It looks like it has been abandoned for decades.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
There are a bunch of row boats and canoes that can barely be seen from being buried from the sand drifts, where I assume a small lake used to be.
The circular fashion where the boats currently sit make it obvious that there was once a lake there that had completely dried up years ago.
The resort is huge. It’s just one big building that probably could house over 200 guest in It’s heyday, but now it has been left to rot in the desert.
I wait for Gina who is besides me and she says “What the hell is this place?”
We both get a boost of energy from whatever hope lies within the old resort.
I’m trying to stay positive but deep down I think to myself what’s going to be inside an old abandoned resort that probably hasn’t had a guest well before I’ve been born?
We cautiously go inside. The front lobby is huge with a grand ceiling that is probably 25 feet high.
There’s a check in counter that still has a metal call bell on top of it.
The building has a bunch of sand in it from the broken windows.
The place smells of animal waste and mold.
I know I have to find food. If I sit down I’m not going to want to get up.
I see a sign pointing to the restaurant so I head in that direction as Gina sits on a wooden bench in the lobby.
The hallway to the restaurant is dark. The only light is coming through the sparse windows.
I get close to the dining area and I see row after row of empty chairs and tables.
My whole body is aching from overuse and being calorie delinquent.
I head back to the kitchen area and I see nothing but empty shelves.
I now have a very sinking feeling that the end for Gina and I is near without food.
I go back to tell Gina that the kitchen has no food.
Gina drops her head in defeat after I tell her.
I don’t want to sit for fear that I won’t be able to get up.
I say to Gina “Let me look around to see if there are any storage rooms that might have food.”
Gina replies “What’s the sense it’s all going to be old and rotten.”
Then I say “I’m so hungry I can eat a rat right now.”
So I painfully walk through the resort. I look into some of the guest rooms and think to myself at least we will be able to die in comfort.
I look in every lounge and every storage room and every thing is empty.
I’m heading back towards Gina to tell her the grave news regarding the lack of food and our eventual demise.
I see a sign for the indoor pool and my body aches so bad that I don’t want to walk anymore, but I convince myself to go.
As I get closer to the pool, I see the pool has hundreds of boxes in the dried out pool.
I also see a large water container.
As I get closer to the boxes I say out loud “This can’t be. I can’t believe thIs.”
The boxes are marked “Meal Ready to Eat - Food” and I start to cry in absolute glee.
I painfully walk into the pool and pick up the first box and notice that it’s really lite.
I open it up with a knife and discover that it’s filled with saltine crackers.
I yell out like I just struck oil.
The box has a military manufactures date of 1989, but I don’t care. The crackers look fine
I bring a few sleeves of crackers over to Gina.
Gina see’s them and she is trying her best to smile.
I stand next to Gina and we both take small bites from the crackers.
Some of the pain starts to go away as I eat.
We now have a renewed lease on life especially after I tell her there’s years worth of military MRE’s in pool.
I help Gina up off the bench and I tell her that we should go to one of the honeymoon suites.
We make our way into one of the suite’s and I take off the blanket on the bed and go to the closet to get another one.
The room actually has a fireplace with match strikes and wood.
I start a fire then we both lay down. Within ten seconds we both pass out.
I wake up and look at my phone and it looks like we were both passed out for close to 20 hours.
We are both still weak, so we nibble on more crackers.
I decide to go back to the pool and I bring an empty water pitcher with me.
I fill the water pitcher and grab some protein rich food.
None of the food smells rancid when we open it, so we just devour as much as possible.
We stay in bed for two more days.
Neither of us are in a rush to go anywhere.
The room is just so tranquil and nice.
We both talk about how this is so much better than working everyday in NYC just to pay the rent with having no end in sight.
We figure the military must have used this area for weapons testing and training which probably ended sometime in the late 1980’s judging by the MRE’s that were just left here.
We were in no rush to go anywhere. We both figured that if someone we knew wanted to find us then they would try to retrace our flight from Gina’s emails.
It’s been two years now. We both wake up every morning to walk around the resort.
We cleaned up the inside of the resort as much as possible.
I even found some replacement windows in a shed.
I kind of hope that we’re never found though Gina sometimes gets homesick.
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2020.11.17 17:38 mtp6921 The flight that I was glad we took

My wife Gina and I have been married for a year now and we knew each other for two years prior to getting married.
We are both currently able to work from home for our software development jobs.
My wife has an Aunt Janet who she hasn’t seen in over a year since she moved to Butte Montana, so two weeks before Thanksgiving we were planning on taking a flight from NYC to Denver and then a connecting flight to Bozeman, Montana.
Gina and I were heavily in debt from both of us graduating from NYU, so on top of our high priced Manhattan apartment we really had no extra income.
However, Gina’s Aunt Janet stressed that all we needed to do was pay the airfare and she would take care of the rest.
Because we were flying out of season the flights to Bozeman, Montana were dirt cheap.
We left La Guardia airport at 1:00 pm and we arrived in Denver at 5:00 pm, then we got on a connecting flight to Bozeman.
The connecting flight was the smallest airplane that I have ever been on. At most 20 people could fit on it and to top it off we were the only ones on the plane.
The flight was supposed to be a little over an hour, but instead it took us two and a half hours to get there. The lone flight attendant blamed it on the weather and the pilot having to change the flight course.
As we were getting close, we thought it was really odd that we didn’t see any houses. Bozeman looked like nothing that we saw online, but both Gina and I shrugged it off thinking that because we were on a plane perhaps the town of Bozeman was on the other side of the plane which we just couldn’t see.
Both Gina and I have never been outside of New York besides our honeymoon in Florida, so besides our online research we knew nothing about the Midwest.
We got off the plane via stairs on the runway. A lone man greeted us and then led Gina and I into a single room structure that kind of resembled a typical McDonald’s.
The lone man unloaded our luggage then handed the luggage to us.
The same man unloaded a bunch of packages from our plane onto a box truck, then he drove away.
The plane took off shortly after the truck left.
At this point it’s close to 8:00 pm in New York time which would be 6:00 pm in Montana time, which we assumed because our cell phones had no service.
Gina told her Aunt Janet via email that we would be in Bozeman at around 5:00 pm central time so we were at least an hour late.
As we stood in this one room structure, I said to Gina “isn’t this odd that there is no other person here but us?”
Gina replied “Well where here later in the day and we both never heard of Bozeman before this trip, so I’m guessing not to many people come here.”
Then I replied “Right, but this is one of the airports that services Yellowstone. So this single building that we’re standing in is supposed to serve the tens of thousands of people who go come through Yellowstone every year?”
Gina responded “Perhaps, but I really have no idea. Compared to La Guardia, Denver or Orlando this airport is essentially non existent.”
I responded “There’s no welcome to Bozeman or Montana signs! Where would people go to rent a car?”
Gina said “John, I just don’t know but I’m sure my Aunt will be here at any moment.”
I looked around the structure and said “Boy there is sure a lot of cob webs and dust? There’s only one counter that looks like it was built in the 1950’s”
Gina responded angrily “John you keep on pointing these things out to me that I don’t have the answers too. When we were in Denver we got on the flight to Bozeman right?”
John replied “Yeah that’s what the digital sign said at the terminal and the lone flight attendant looked at our tickets before we boarded!”
Gina replied still angry “So I know as much as you know. This is late November and people go to Yellowstone in the summer so perhaps they just let this airport sit and rot until next summer.”
I responded “If you say so but I don’t think this has been used by anyone in over 30 years.”
Gina now crying responds “You know maybe this is just a smaller airport outside of Bozeman. Do you remember we were researching flights and most cities have smaller less known airports not far from the bigger airport.”
I responded “Perhaps!”
Gina then said “My Aunt has our flight information. She told me which flight to book so she’ll find us one way or another or at least I hope.”
I look around and I see no phones. I don’t think this building has electricity.
We both go outside and I say “So much for the Mountains in Montana hay?”
Gina responds “Yeah and it feels like it’s close to 80 degrees. I guess where in a warm spell. I’m going to take off my sweatshirt.”
I take a 360 degree view and I don’t see any mountains and all I really see is baron land. There is one road that I see that looks like it hadn’t been resurfaced in over 50 years with vegetation growing out of its cracks.
I say “I really just don’t know.”
Gina responds “Lets just wait a while for my Aunt to arrive before we start panicking.”
An hour goes bye and there’s no sign of Gina’s Aunt or anybody else.
I say to Gina “There ain’t nobody coming!”
Gina says “Give my Aunt more time or maybe a police man will show up or somebody else.”
I respond “Look at this place. There’s no electricity or running water. There’s nothing. This place has been abandoned well before we were born. This place isn’t on any police radar”
Gina says “Well why did the plane take us here from Denver?”
I said “I have no idea. Where both inexperienced flyers, so maybe we got on the wrong plane or maybe the flight attendant and pilot purposely tricked us to think we were going to Bozeman. I think where in a desert somewhere. Hopefully, in the United States and not Mexico, but I have no idea. Typically drug smugglers bring stuff from South to North and we went North to South, so I have no idea what those packages were that guy in the box truck took, but obviously he knew the plane was coming."
Gina responds "So what do we do?"
I say "If you ask me that plane left us here to die. It seems like they just needed unsuspecting tourist to take off from Denver. I don't know if they needed passengers to seem viable or what? But anyways it’s getting late and the temperature must have dropped 30 degrees. I guess where going to have to stay in this building for the night.”
Gina says “Where here? I’m not staying in this building. Do you feel how cold it’s gotten in here?”
I respond “We have no choice. Look how dark it is outside. We have no idea if the next house is five miles or 50 miles. We have a granola bar and one bag of chips. We’ll just stay in this building huddled over there in the corner until morning.”
Gina says “This place is fucking gross. All I smell is animal piss and shit on top of mold!.”
I say “I think it’s safer in here versus outside but I don’t know what animal is living in here and I don’t know what animals are out there.”
Gina is now sobbing crying.
I look around the building and find what looks like a hunting knife.
On top of the lack of food all we have is two bottles of water that the “Flight Attendant” gave us.
We are now huddled in the corner with our clothes that we are trying to use as blankets.
I try to lighten up the mood and say “at least we’ll have a good story to tell!”
Gina responds “What good is it if we’re both dead!”
We both stay huddled next to each other all night. The temperature inside the building felt like it was in the 30’s.
We would hear animal movements in the walls and above the ceiling and each time I would hold my knife tighter.
We didn’t sleep at all and now the sun is starting to come up. We both feel horrible from the cold weather and the lack of sleep.
I suggest to Gina “Why don’t we start walking?”
With an absolute miserable facial expression, Gina responds “Fine, let’s walk!”
With the weather still being cold, I figured that we should be fine with our limited water, for a while, until the full sun comes out.
It was so cold inside the building that we decided to leave the same clothes on and not get changed.
We leave most of the stuff we packed in the building besides the limited food, water, our ID’s, money, and the knife.
Both Gina and I walk on the road that leads to the single strip airport.
The temperature feels like it’s in the low 40’s.
About 20 minutes later we get to the end of the road and now we have to make a decision to eitherturn left or right. There are no signs and just an old wooden post where a sign probably once stood.
We both look in both directions and I say “This has to be the desert! Look at the cactus over there.”
Gina says “Yeah, I don’t know much about Montana but I doubt they have cactus like this in Montana!”
I respond “Yeah, the cactus are really neat looking. Do you remember watching cartoons where those types of cactus had water in them when they were cut open?”
Gina responded “Yes, but I’m not sure if they actually do have water in them or if it was just cartoon antics. Anyways, Do you think we should go left or right?”
I respond “I don’t know I don’t see anything in either direction besides the desert. The road looks as equally as beat up in both direction. So why don’t you just guess?”
Gina responds “I have no idea which way to go. Just pick a direction and I’ll just follow you.”
I replied “Ok, lets just go to the right.”
We walked on the road that looked like maybe one car a year drove on. The desert vegetation took over what ever cracks were in the road.
There was just absolutely nothing besides clay like dirt, sand, cactus and an occasional hill in all directions.
It has been nearly three hours and we still see nothing. We walk about a half hour more and I say “What the fuck!” As the road abruptly ends.
Then I say “Why did someone build a road that leads to nowhere?”
Gina is now hysterically crying and the temperature is starting to warm up.
Gina says “Oh God what do we do now?”
I say “I don’t know but where going have to turn back around. Let’s just walk for another hour then where going to have to find shade somewhere.”
Gina responds “fine.”
We turn around which was just completely destroyed our morale.
Gina is not at all happy and looks completely drained.
The sun is starting to beat down on us and I say “If you see anything that resembles shade we’ll stop and rest then.”
As we continue to walk we see nothing that resembled shade.
Gina says “Can we just stop?”
I respond “OK, fine.”
We sit down next to the beat up road and the ground is a cross between sand and clay.
We try to conserve the water by just taking small sips of what we have left. We decide to split the granola bar, which leaves us with just a bag of chips left.
I say to Gina “How is possible that with all of the tens of thousands of flights that occur daily, we get on the one flight, where the airline leaves us in the middle of nowhere with the intent to possibly try to kill us?”
Gina responds “yeah it does sound odd, but then again maybe things like this happen and it doesn’t get reported because the people just die?”
I respond “Yeah that sounds reassuring!”
Then I say “Did you find this flight itinerary on your own or did your Aunt tell you to book it?”
Gina responds “Aunt Janet strongly suggested for me to book this flight.”
Then I said “Doesn’t that seem a little odd?”
Gina said “A little, but I grew up with my Aunt and she wouldn’t do anything to harm me.”
Then I say “Well didn’t your mother and aunt have a fallen out with each other?”
Gina said “Yeah, but that was years ago and we always maintained a good relationship.”
I reply “I don’t know. This situation seems really odd. What does she do to make money?”
Gina responded “I’m not really sure. She met her current boyfriend online and she decided to uproot her life and move to Montana. I don’t know anything about her boyfriend.”
Then I say “When was the last time you actually talked to your Aunt on the phone?”
Gina responded “John, you know that I avoid talking on the phone at any cost, so I’m not sure the last time I actually talked to my aunt was! We just communicate through texts and emails.”
Then I responded “That’s interesting! So there’s a chance you may have been corresponding with someone pretending to be your aunt?”
Gina responds “Up until you just suggesting it, I never thought about that. I just assumed I was communicating with my aunt.”
I responded “The problem is that besides your aunt, nobody knows we took this trip. You didn’t tell your mother because you didn’t want your mother to know that we would be with your aunt and I didn’t tell my parents because I didn’t want to get lectured for spending money we didn’t have. My awful job will just think that I quit if I don’t return, so really nobody knows we took these flights besides your ‘aunt!’ If that was even your aunt that you were communicating with.”
Gina responded “Yeah, up until being stranded in this desert I really didn’t think of telling people that we took a flight. I didn’t think it really mattered. I hope we don’t end up like those people who die and then they can’t be identified because no one ever reported them missing.”
Then I respond “oh God, I hope not!”
After a few minutes of sitting on the ground, we both decide to lay down facing the opposite direction of the sun and then we both dozed off.
About three hours later, we both wake up and I say “I can’t believe we were able to doze off like that!”
Gina responded “Yeah, but I guess we were just so tired. My mouth is just so dry. Let’s take another drink.”
I respond “that’s fine.”
We decide to just stay put for a while. We were sweating a little from just sitting so we didn’t want to dehydrate ourselves even more by walking. Hours went bye and eventually the weather started to cool off, so I said “Come on let’s start walking again.”
So we walked and walked. Eventually we got back to where we started and continued past the abandoned airport.
The weather started to get colder and colder. Our feet were hurting but we didn’t want to stand still in the cold.
We literally walked three hours then turned around, then walked more, then we took a long break from the hot sun and now it’s been another eight hours of walking. It’s now 1:00 am central time I estimated from my cell phone.
The dead silence is extremely eerie. We have seen no evidence of people since the crew on the plane and the unknown guy.
It’s just so dark out. There is no moon. The stars are our main source of light. We occasionally use our cell phones for light, but we both know that we need to conserve their batteries.
911 hasn't worked. Both of our phones attempt to find a signal when we dial 911, but the calls don’t go through.
It's just too cold to stop. Our feet and legs say stop but we know we might freeze to death if we do.
We are both starving. With every step we take our stomachs remind us that we haven't eaten anything substantial in over a day, as we continue to burn calories.
We just walk and walk slowly and without any type of vigor. We both realize that it's unlikely that we will come across any signs of life, but we stay moving so we don't freeze.
Eventually, we start to see on the right side of the sky, the sky is starting to get a little bit brighter and I say “The sun must be rising over there, so that must be East.”
Gina responded “What fucking difference does it make what direction East is? Listen I’m stopping now or my feet will fall off!”
I say “OK let’s sit down and lets eat the chips.”
As we attempt to sit down we both make painful agonizing noises, because our legs are stiff from exhaustion and a lack of nutrients.
We both share the chips and my legs felt a little bit better from what I guess was from the salt on the chips.
We have less than a half bottle of water and no food left. I know that we are going to die sooner than later. We have no food and our bodies are continually burning calories from the cold at night and the walking. The sun is so hot during the day and we are only left with a few sips of water.
I now know that we just have a few hours left to live if we decide to keep moving but we really have no choice. We will either die walking or die sitting on the side of the road.
We both doze off from pure exhaustion. We both wake up and then just close our eyes again. Neither of our bodies want to move.
The temperature is starting to become warmer.
I say “Come on we have to walk before the sun starts to become too intense.”
Gina says “I can’t. Let’s just sit here.”
I said “we have to move again. There no one coming to rescue us. If we have to sleep tonight in the cold we’ll freeze to death.”
Gina said “fine.”
We both can’t get up from a sitting position as we continuously try. Our muscles and joints hurt. I get on all fours and yell out in pure agony as I rise to my feet. I attempt to help Gina up which makes my muscles hurt even more.
We walk for another hour. We both look like wounded soldiers coming off the front line.
I can feel every step. We only have a capful of water left to share.
I see a cactus and say “let’s see if it has any water inside of it. I stab the cactus towards the bottom and pull my knife out. I can tell the knife is moist when I pull it out, so I now know there’s water in the cactus.
I carve out an opening and use the plastic water bottle to scoop up as much water as possible.
It seems like there’s a good amount of water, so we both guzzle down the water which taste absolutely terrible, but at least it’s wet.
We both drink about a bottle’s worth of water each, which gave us a little hope, but I know the lack of calories is going to kill us.
It’s one thing if we were drifting in the middle of the ocean expending little effort, but with each step we take we are burning fuel and our muscles are wasting away.
We have no choice, so we continue to slowly move.
The sun is getting hotter, but I don’t want to stop for the fear of the cold that will eventually come.
Our legs don’t want to bend anymore. It hurts every time our hamstrings contract. We are almost to the point like where walking on peg legs.
Gina is continually whimpering which I block out because I’m fighting with myself to keep moving. My shoulders are hurting so bad from my arms swinging back and forth.
I always thought I could survive being stranded in the desert, but I know that death is near.
I know we are both going to collapse from a lack of calories at anytime.
Gina is making a moaning noises as she attempts to walk. I don’t want to look at her because it will hurt my neck if I look over, but at least I can still hear her.
I start to hear Gina whimper “I have to stop. I have to stop.”
Over and over again.
I tell her in a painful raspy voice that “if we stop we die. We have no shelter and the freezing weather will kill us tonight. There has to be something. We have to be close to something. Let’s try to make it over that hill in front of us and then we should be able to see something.”
Then I think to myself that was just wishful thinking. We haven’t seen anything since we left the abandoned airport. Not a highway sign or even a highway marker. Nothing at all. It was like this road was built, then abandoned the next day.
We continue to slowly pull ourselves forward in a shuffle like gait.
Our muscles are in just agonizing pain without food and especially without salt.
I know Gina wants to collapse and I’m not too far from doing the same. I hope a car will pass bye then I say to myself why would it?
The guy who drove the box truck away from the abandoned airport probably wouldn’t stop for us even if he came back this way so there’s really no hope of any vehicle coming.
The sun is making us sweat which is further draining our electrolytes.
We finally make it up the hill on the road.
Both Gina and I look ahead in the distance to to see if there is anything. The sun is so bright that I have to squint to see.
I swear I see some type of structures and a road sign ahead.
I get a small boast of adrenaline from the hope of something being in front of us in the near distance.
I know this is our last hope. I start to shuffle my feet a little bit faster to see what the man made things are. Gina can barely move so I start to pull out in front of her.
As I get closer, I start to make out a dilapidated sign that has fallen apart. I can make out “The desert resort” which looks like it was put up sometime in the 1950’s.
The resort is in horrible disarray. It looks like it has been abandoned for decades.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
There are a bunch of row boats and canoes that can barely be seen from being buried from the sand drifts, where I assume a small lake used to be.
The circular fashion where the boats currently sit make it obvious that there was once a lake there that had completely dried up years ago.
The resort is huge. It’s just one big building that probably could house over 200 guest in It’s heyday, but now it has been left to rot in the desert.
I wait for Gina who is besides me and she says “What the hell is this place?”
We both get a boost of energy from whatever hope lies within the old resort.
I’m trying to stay positive but deep down I think to myself what’s going to be inside an old abandoned resort that probably hasn’t had a guest well before I’ve been born?
We cautiously go inside. The front lobby is huge with a grand ceiling that is probably 25 feet high.
There’s a check in counter that still has a metal call bell on top of it.
The building has a bunch of sand in it from the broken windows.
The place smells of animal waste and mold.
I know I have to find food. If I sit down I’m not going to want to get up.
I see a sign pointing to the restaurant so I head in that direction as Gina sits on a wooden bench in the lobby.
The hallway to the restaurant is dark. The only light is coming through the sparse windows.
I get close to the dining area and I see row after row of empty chairs and tables.
My whole body is aching from overuse and being calorie delinquent.
I head back to the kitchen area and I see nothing but empty shelves.
I now have a very sinking feeling that the end for Gina and I is near without food.
I go back to tell Gina that the kitchen has no food.
Gina drops her head in defeat after I tell her.
I don’t want to sit for fear that I won’t be able to get up.
I say to Gina “Let me look around to see if there are any storage rooms that might have food.”
Gina replies “What’s the sense it’s all going to be old and rotten.”
Then I say “I’m so hungry I can eat a rat right now.”
So I painfully walk through the resort. I look into some of the guest rooms and think to myself at least we will be able to die in comfort.
I look in every lounge and every storage room and every thing is empty.
I’m heading back towards Gina to tell her the grave news regarding the lack of food and our eventual demise.
I see a sign for the indoor pool and my body aches so bad that I don’t want to walk anymore, but I convince myself to go.
As I get closer to the pool, I see the pool has hundreds of boxes in the dried out pool.
I also see a large water container.
As I get closer to the boxes I say out loud “This can’t be. I can’t believe thIs.”
The boxes are marked “Meal Ready to Eat - Food” and I start to cry in absolute glee.
I painfully walk into the pool and pick up the first box and notice that it’s really lite.
I open it up with a knife and discover that it’s filled with saltine crackers.
I yell out like I just struck oil.
The box has a military manufactures date of 1989, but I don’t care. The crackers look fine
I bring a few sleeves of crackers over to Gina.
Gina see’s them and she is trying her best to smile.
I stand next to Gina and we both take small bites from the crackers.
Some of the pain starts to go away as I eat.
We now have a renewed lease on life especially after I tell her there’s years worth of military MRE’s in pool.
I help Gina up off the bench and I tell her that we should go to one of the honeymoon suites.
We make our way into one of the suite’s and I take off the blanket on the bed and go to the closet to get another one.
The room actually has a fireplace with match strikes and wood.
I start a fire then we both lay down. Within ten seconds we both pass out.
I wake up and look at my phone and it looks like we were both passed out for close to 20 hours.
We are both still weak, so we nibble on more crackers.
I decide to go back to the pool and I bring an empty water pitcher with me.
I fill the water pitcher and grab some protein rich food.
None of the food smells rancid when we open it, so we just devour as much as possible.
We stay in bed for two more days.
Neither of us are in a rush to go anywhere.
The room is just so tranquil and nice.
We both talk about how this is so much better than working everyday in NYC just to pay the rent with having no end in sight.
We figure the military must have used this area for weapons testing and training which probably ended sometime in the late 1980’s judging by the MRE’s that were just left here.
We were in no rush to go anywhere. We both figured that if someone we knew wanted to find us then they would try to retrace our flight from Gina’s emails.
It’s been two years now. We both wake up every morning to walk around the resort.
We cleaned up the inside of the resort as much as possible.
I even found some replacement windows in a shed.
I kind of hope that we’re never found though Gina sometimes gets homesick.
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2020.11.17 17:38 mtp6921 The flight that I was glad we took

My wife Gina and I have been married for a year now and we knew each other for two years prior to getting married.
We are both currently able to work from home for our software development jobs.
My wife has an Aunt Janet who she hasn’t seen in over a year since she moved to Butte Montana, so two weeks before Thanksgiving we were planning on taking a flight from NYC to Denver and then a connecting flight to Bozeman, Montana.
Gina and I were heavily in debt from both of us graduating from NYU, so on top of our high priced Manhattan apartment we really had no extra income.
However, Gina’s Aunt Janet stressed that all we needed to do was pay the airfare and she would take care of the rest.
Because we were flying out of season the flights to Bozeman, Montana were dirt cheap.
We left La Guardia airport at 1:00 pm and we arrived in Denver at 5:00 pm, then we got on a connecting flight to Bozeman.
The connecting flight was the smallest airplane that I have ever been on. At most 20 people could fit on it and to top it off we were the only ones on the plane.
The flight was supposed to be a little over an hour, but instead it took us two and a half hours to get there. The lone flight attendant blamed it on the weather and the pilot having to change the flight course.
As we were getting close, we thought it was really odd that we didn’t see any houses. Bozeman looked like nothing that we saw online, but both Gina and I shrugged it off thinking that because we were on a plane perhaps the town of Bozeman was on the other side of the plane which we just couldn’t see.
Both Gina and I have never been outside of New York besides our honeymoon in Florida, so besides our online research we knew nothing about the Midwest.
We got off the plane via stairs on the runway. A lone man greeted us and then led Gina and I into a single room structure that kind of resembled a typical McDonald’s.
The lone man unloaded our luggage then handed the luggage to us.
The same man unloaded a bunch of packages from our plane onto a box truck, then he drove away.
The plane took off shortly after the truck left.
At this point it’s close to 8:00 pm in New York time which would be 6:00 pm in Montana time, which we assumed because our cell phones had no service.
Gina told her Aunt Janet via email that we would be in Bozeman at around 5:00 pm central time so we were at least an hour late.
As we stood in this one room structure, I said to Gina “isn’t this odd that there is no other person here but us?”
Gina replied “Well where here later in the day and we both never heard of Bozeman before this trip, so I’m guessing not to many people come here.”
Then I replied “Right, but this is one of the airports that services Yellowstone. So this single building that we’re standing in is supposed to serve the tens of thousands of people who go come through Yellowstone every year?”
Gina responded “Perhaps, but I really have no idea. Compared to La Guardia, Denver or Orlando this airport is essentially non existent.”
I responded “There’s no welcome to Bozeman or Montana signs! Where would people go to rent a car?”
Gina said “John, I just don’t know but I’m sure my Aunt will be here at any moment.”
I looked around the structure and said “Boy there is sure a lot of cob webs and dust? There’s only one counter that looks like it was built in the 1950’s”
Gina responded angrily “John you keep on pointing these things out to me that I don’t have the answers too. When we were in Denver we got on the flight to Bozeman right?”
John replied “Yeah that’s what the digital sign said at the terminal and the lone flight attendant looked at our tickets before we boarded!”
Gina replied still angry “So I know as much as you know. This is late November and people go to Yellowstone in the summer so perhaps they just let this airport sit and rot until next summer.”
I responded “If you say so but I don’t think this has been used by anyone in over 30 years.”
Gina now crying responds “You know maybe this is just a smaller airport outside of Bozeman. Do you remember we were researching flights and most cities have smaller less known airports not far from the bigger airport.”
I responded “Perhaps!”
Gina then said “My Aunt has our flight information. She told me which flight to book so she’ll find us one way or another or at least I hope.”
I look around and I see no phones. I don’t think this building has electricity.
We both go outside and I say “So much for the Mountains in Montana hay?”
Gina responds “Yeah and it feels like it’s close to 80 degrees. I guess where in a warm spell. I’m going to take off my sweatshirt.”
I take a 360 degree view and I don’t see any mountains and all I really see is baron land. There is one road that I see that looks like it hadn’t been resurfaced in over 50 years with vegetation growing out of its cracks.
I say “I really just don’t know.”
Gina responds “Lets just wait a while for my Aunt to arrive before we start panicking.”
An hour goes bye and there’s no sign of Gina’s Aunt or anybody else.
I say to Gina “There ain’t nobody coming!”
Gina says “Give my Aunt more time or maybe a police man will show up or somebody else.”
I respond “Look at this place. There’s no electricity or running water. There’s nothing. This place has been abandoned well before we were born. This place isn’t on any police radar”
Gina says “Well why did the plane take us here from Denver?”
I said “I have no idea. Where both inexperienced flyers, so maybe we got on the wrong plane or maybe the flight attendant and pilot purposely tricked us to think we were going to Bozeman. I think where in a desert somewhere. Hopefully, in the United States and not Mexico, but I have no idea. Typically drug smugglers bring stuff from South to North and we went North to South, so I have no idea what those packages were that guy in the box truck took, but obviously he knew the plane was coming."
Gina responds "So what do we do?"
I say "If you ask me that plane left us here to die. It seems like they just needed unsuspecting tourist to take off from Denver. I don't know if they needed passengers to seem viable or what? But anyways it’s getting late and the temperature must have dropped 30 degrees. I guess where going to have to stay in this building for the night.”
Gina says “Where here? I’m not staying in this building. Do you feel how cold it’s gotten in here?”
I respond “We have no choice. Look how dark it is outside. We have no idea if the next house is five miles or 50 miles. We have a granola bar and one bag of chips. We’ll just stay in this building huddled over there in the corner until morning.”
Gina says “This place is fucking gross. All I smell is animal piss and shit on top of mold!.”
I say “I think it’s safer in here versus outside but I don’t know what animal is living in here and I don’t know what animals are out there.”
Gina is now sobbing crying.
I look around the building and find what looks like a hunting knife.
On top of the lack of food all we have is two bottles of water that the “Flight Attendant” gave us.
We are now huddled in the corner with our clothes that we are trying to use as blankets.
I try to lighten up the mood and say “at least we’ll have a good story to tell!”
Gina responds “What good is it if we’re both dead!”
We both stay huddled next to each other all night. The temperature inside the building felt like it was in the 30’s.
We would hear animal movements in the walls and above the ceiling and each time I would hold my knife tighter.
We didn’t sleep at all and now the sun is starting to come up. We both feel horrible from the cold weather and the lack of sleep.
I suggest to Gina “Why don’t we start walking?”
With an absolute miserable facial expression, Gina responds “Fine, let’s walk!”
With the weather still being cold, I figured that we should be fine with our limited water, for a while, until the full sun comes out.
It was so cold inside the building that we decided to leave the same clothes on and not get changed.
We leave most of the stuff we packed in the building besides the limited food, water, our ID’s, money, and the knife.
Both Gina and I walk on the road that leads to the single strip airport.
The temperature feels like it’s in the low 40’s.
About 20 minutes later we get to the end of the road and now we have to make a decision to eitherturn left or right. There are no signs and just an old wooden post where a sign probably once stood.
We both look in both directions and I say “This has to be the desert! Look at the cactus over there.”
Gina says “Yeah, I don’t know much about Montana but I doubt they have cactus like this in Montana!”
I respond “Yeah, the cactus are really neat looking. Do you remember watching cartoons where those types of cactus had water in them when they were cut open?”
Gina responded “Yes, but I’m not sure if they actually do have water in them or if it was just cartoon antics. Anyways, Do you think we should go left or right?”
I respond “I don’t know I don’t see anything in either direction besides the desert. The road looks as equally as beat up in both direction. So why don’t you just guess?”
Gina responds “I have no idea which way to go. Just pick a direction and I’ll just follow you.”
I replied “Ok, lets just go to the right.”
We walked on the road that looked like maybe one car a year drove on. The desert vegetation took over what ever cracks were in the road.
There was just absolutely nothing besides clay like dirt, sand, cactus and an occasional hill in all directions.
It has been nearly three hours and we still see nothing. We walk about a half hour more and I say “What the fuck!” As the road abruptly ends.
Then I say “Why did someone build a road that leads to nowhere?”
Gina is now hysterically crying and the temperature is starting to warm up.
Gina says “Oh God what do we do now?”
I say “I don’t know but where going have to turn back around. Let’s just walk for another hour then where going to have to find shade somewhere.”
Gina responds “fine.”
We turn around which was just completely destroyed our morale.
Gina is not at all happy and looks completely drained.
The sun is starting to beat down on us and I say “If you see anything that resembles shade we’ll stop and rest then.”
As we continue to walk we see nothing that resembled shade.
Gina says “Can we just stop?”
I respond “OK, fine.”
We sit down next to the beat up road and the ground is a cross between sand and clay.
We try to conserve the water by just taking small sips of what we have left. We decide to split the granola bar, which leaves us with just a bag of chips left.
I say to Gina “How is possible that with all of the tens of thousands of flights that occur daily, we get on the one flight, where the airline leaves us in the middle of nowhere with the intent to possibly try to kill us?”
Gina responds “yeah it does sound odd, but then again maybe things like this happen and it doesn’t get reported because the people just die?”
I respond “Yeah that sounds reassuring!”
Then I say “Did you find this flight itinerary on your own or did your Aunt tell you to book it?”
Gina responds “Aunt Janet strongly suggested for me to book this flight.”
Then I said “Doesn’t that seem a little odd?”
Gina said “A little, but I grew up with my Aunt and she wouldn’t do anything to harm me.”
Then I say “Well didn’t your mother and aunt have a fallen out with each other?”
Gina said “Yeah, but that was years ago and we always maintained a good relationship.”
I reply “I don’t know. This situation seems really odd. What does she do to make money?”
Gina responded “I’m not really sure. She met her current boyfriend online and she decided to uproot her life and move to Montana. I don’t know anything about her boyfriend.”
Then I say “When was the last time you actually talked to your Aunt on the phone?”
Gina responded “John, you know that I avoid talking on the phone at any cost, so I’m not sure the last time I actually talked to my aunt was! We just communicate through texts and emails.”
Then I responded “That’s interesting! So there’s a chance you may have been corresponding with someone pretending to be your aunt?”
Gina responds “Up until you just suggesting it, I never thought about that. I just assumed I was communicating with my aunt.”
I responded “The problem is that besides your aunt, nobody knows we took this trip. You didn’t tell your mother because you didn’t want your mother to know that we would be with your aunt and I didn’t tell my parents because I didn’t want to get lectured for spending money we didn’t have. My awful job will just think that I quit if I don’t return, so really nobody knows we took these flights besides your ‘aunt!’ If that was even your aunt that you were communicating with.”
Gina responded “Yeah, up until being stranded in this desert I really didn’t think of telling people that we took a flight. I didn’t think it really mattered. I hope we don’t end up like those people who die and then they can’t be identified because no one ever reported them missing.”
Then I respond “oh God, I hope not!”
After a few minutes of sitting on the ground, we both decide to lay down facing the opposite direction of the sun and then we both dozed off.
About three hours later, we both wake up and I say “I can’t believe we were able to doze off like that!”
Gina responded “Yeah, but I guess we were just so tired. My mouth is just so dry. Let’s take another drink.”
I respond “that’s fine.”
We decide to just stay put for a while. We were sweating a little from just sitting so we didn’t want to dehydrate ourselves even more by walking. Hours went bye and eventually the weather started to cool off, so I said “Come on let’s start walking again.”
So we walked and walked. Eventually we got back to where we started and continued past the abandoned airport.
The weather started to get colder and colder. Our feet were hurting but we didn’t want to stand still in the cold.
We literally walked three hours then turned around, then walked more, then we took a long break from the hot sun and now it’s been another eight hours of walking. It’s now 1:00 am central time I estimated from my cell phone.
The dead silence is extremely eerie. We have seen no evidence of people since the crew on the plane and the unknown guy.
It’s just so dark out. There is no moon. The stars are our main source of light. We occasionally use our cell phones for light, but we both know that we need to conserve their batteries.
911 hasn't worked. Both of our phones attempt to find a signal when we dial 911, but the calls don’t go through.
It's just too cold to stop. Our feet and legs say stop but we know we might freeze to death if we do.
We are both starving. With every step we take our stomachs remind us that we haven't eaten anything substantial in over a day, as we continue to burn calories.
We just walk and walk slowly and without any type of vigor. We both realize that it's unlikely that we will come across any signs of life, but we stay moving so we don't freeze.
Eventually, we start to see on the right side of the sky, the sky is starting to get a little bit brighter and I say “The sun must be rising over there, so that must be East.”
Gina responded “What fucking difference does it make what direction East is? Listen I’m stopping now or my feet will fall off!”
I say “OK let’s sit down and lets eat the chips.”
As we attempt to sit down we both make painful agonizing noises, because our legs are stiff from exhaustion and a lack of nutrients.
We both share the chips and my legs felt a little bit better from what I guess was from the salt on the chips.
We have less than a half bottle of water and no food left. I know that we are going to die sooner than later. We have no food and our bodies are continually burning calories from the cold at night and the walking. The sun is so hot during the day and we are only left with a few sips of water.
I now know that we just have a few hours left to live if we decide to keep moving but we really have no choice. We will either die walking or die sitting on the side of the road.
We both doze off from pure exhaustion. We both wake up and then just close our eyes again. Neither of our bodies want to move.
The temperature is starting to become warmer.
I say “Come on we have to walk before the sun starts to become too intense.”
Gina says “I can’t. Let’s just sit here.”
I said “we have to move again. There no one coming to rescue us. If we have to sleep tonight in the cold we’ll freeze to death.”
Gina said “fine.”
We both can’t get up from a sitting position as we continuously try. Our muscles and joints hurt. I get on all fours and yell out in pure agony as I rise to my feet. I attempt to help Gina up which makes my muscles hurt even more.
We walk for another hour. We both look like wounded soldiers coming off the front line.
I can feel every step. We only have a capful of water left to share.
I see a cactus and say “let’s see if it has any water inside of it. I stab the cactus towards the bottom and pull my knife out. I can tell the knife is moist when I pull it out, so I now know there’s water in the cactus.
I carve out an opening and use the plastic water bottle to scoop up as much water as possible.
It seems like there’s a good amount of water, so we both guzzle down the water which taste absolutely terrible, but at least it’s wet.
We both drink about a bottle’s worth of water each, which gave us a little hope, but I know the lack of calories is going to kill us.
It’s one thing if we were drifting in the middle of the ocean expending little effort, but with each step we take we are burning fuel and our muscles are wasting away.
We have no choice, so we continue to slowly move.
The sun is getting hotter, but I don’t want to stop for the fear of the cold that will eventually come.
Our legs don’t want to bend anymore. It hurts every time our hamstrings contract. We are almost to the point like where walking on peg legs.
Gina is continually whimpering which I block out because I’m fighting with myself to keep moving. My shoulders are hurting so bad from my arms swinging back and forth.
I always thought I could survive being stranded in the desert, but I know that death is near.
I know we are both going to collapse from a lack of calories at anytime.
Gina is making a moaning noises as she attempts to walk. I don’t want to look at her because it will hurt my neck if I look over, but at least I can still hear her.
I start to hear Gina whimper “I have to stop. I have to stop.”
Over and over again.
I tell her in a painful raspy voice that “if we stop we die. We have no shelter and the freezing weather will kill us tonight. There has to be something. We have to be close to something. Let’s try to make it over that hill in front of us and then we should be able to see something.”
Then I think to myself that was just wishful thinking. We haven’t seen anything since we left the abandoned airport. Not a highway sign or even a highway marker. Nothing at all. It was like this road was built, then abandoned the next day.
We continue to slowly pull ourselves forward in a shuffle like gait.
Our muscles are in just agonizing pain without food and especially without salt.
I know Gina wants to collapse and I’m not too far from doing the same. I hope a car will pass bye then I say to myself why would it?
The guy who drove the box truck away from the abandoned airport probably wouldn’t stop for us even if he came back this way so there’s really no hope of any vehicle coming.
The sun is making us sweat which is further draining our electrolytes.
We finally make it up the hill on the road.
Both Gina and I look ahead in the distance to to see if there is anything. The sun is so bright that I have to squint to see.
I swear I see some type of structures and a road sign ahead.
I get a small boast of adrenaline from the hope of something being in front of us in the near distance.
I know this is our last hope. I start to shuffle my feet a little bit faster to see what the man made things are. Gina can barely move so I start to pull out in front of her.
As I get closer, I start to make out a dilapidated sign that has fallen apart. I can make out “The desert resort” which looks like it was put up sometime in the 1950’s.
The resort is in horrible disarray. It looks like it has been abandoned for decades.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
There are a bunch of row boats and canoes that can barely be seen from being buried from the sand drifts, where I assume a small lake used to be.
The circular fashion where the boats currently sit make it obvious that there was once a lake there that had completely dried up years ago.
The resort is huge. It’s just one big building that probably could house over 200 guest in It’s heyday, but now it has been left to rot in the desert.
I wait for Gina who is besides me and she says “What the hell is this place?”
We both get a boost of energy from whatever hope lies within the old resort.
I’m trying to stay positive but deep down I think to myself what’s going to be inside an old abandoned resort that probably hasn’t had a guest well before I’ve been born?
We cautiously go inside. The front lobby is huge with a grand ceiling that is probably 25 feet high.
There’s a check in counter that still has a metal call bell on top of it.
The building has a bunch of sand in it from the broken windows.
The place smells of animal waste and mold.
I know I have to find food. If I sit down I’m not going to want to get up.
I see a sign pointing to the restaurant so I head in that direction as Gina sits on a wooden bench in the lobby.
The hallway to the restaurant is dark. The only light is coming through the sparse windows.
I get close to the dining area and I see row after row of empty chairs and tables.
My whole body is aching from overuse and being calorie delinquent.
I head back to the kitchen area and I see nothing but empty shelves.
I now have a very sinking feeling that the end for Gina and I is near without food.
I go back to tell Gina that the kitchen has no food.
Gina drops her head in defeat after I tell her.
I don’t want to sit for fear that I won’t be able to get up.
I say to Gina “Let me look around to see if there are any storage rooms that might have food.”
Gina replies “What’s the sense it’s all going to be old and rotten.”
Then I say “I’m so hungry I can eat a rat right now.”
So I painfully walk through the resort. I look into some of the guest rooms and think to myself at least we will be able to die in comfort.
I look in every lounge and every storage room and every thing is empty.
I’m heading back towards Gina to tell her the grave news regarding the lack of food and our eventual demise.
I see a sign for the indoor pool and my body aches so bad that I don’t want to walk anymore, but I convince myself to go.
As I get closer to the pool, I see the pool has hundreds of boxes in the dried out pool.
I also see a large water container.
As I get closer to the boxes I say out loud “This can’t be. I can’t believe thIs.”
The boxes are marked “Meal Ready to Eat - Food” and I start to cry in absolute glee.
I painfully walk into the pool and pick up the first box and notice that it’s really lite.
I open it up with a knife and discover that it’s filled with saltine crackers.
I yell out like I just struck oil.
The box has a military manufactures date of 1989, but I don’t care. The crackers look fine
I bring a few sleeves of crackers over to Gina.
Gina see’s them and she is trying her best to smile.
I stand next to Gina and we both take small bites from the crackers.
Some of the pain starts to go away as I eat.
We now have a renewed lease on life especially after I tell her there’s years worth of military MRE’s in pool.
I help Gina up off the bench and I tell her that we should go to one of the honeymoon suites.
We make our way into one of the suite’s and I take off the blanket on the bed and go to the closet to get another one.
The room actually has a fireplace with match strikes and wood.
I start a fire then we both lay down. Within ten seconds we both pass out.
I wake up and look at my phone and it looks like we were both passed out for close to 20 hours.
We are both still weak, so we nibble on more crackers.
I decide to go back to the pool and I bring an empty water pitcher with me.
I fill the water pitcher and grab some protein rich food.
None of the food smells rancid when we open it, so we just devour as much as possible.
We stay in bed for two more days.
Neither of us are in a rush to go anywhere.
The room is just so tranquil and nice.
We both talk about how this is so much better than working everyday in NYC just to pay the rent with having no end in sight.
We figure the military must have used this area for weapons testing and training which probably ended sometime in the late 1980’s judging by the MRE’s that were just left here.
We were in no rush to go anywhere. We both figured that if someone we knew wanted to find us then they would try to retrace our flight from Gina’s emails.
It’s been two years now. We both wake up every morning to walk around the resort.
We cleaned up the inside of the resort as much as possible.
I even found some replacement windows in a shed.
I kind of hope that we’re never found though Gina sometimes gets homesick.
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2020.11.17 17:36 mtp6921 The flight that I was glad we took

My wife Gina and I have been married for a year now and we knew each other for two years prior to getting married.
We are both currently able to work from home for our software development jobs.
My wife has an Aunt Janet who she hasn’t seen in over a year since she moved to Butte Montana, so two weeks before Thanksgiving we were planning on taking a flight from NYC to Denver and then a connecting flight to Bozeman, Montana.
Gina and I were heavily in debt from both of us graduating from NYU, so on top of our high priced Manhattan apartment we really had no extra income.
However, Gina’s Aunt Janet stressed that all we needed to do was pay the airfare and she would take care of the rest.
Because we were flying out of season the flights to Bozeman, Montana were dirt cheap.
We left La Guardia airport at 1:00 pm and we arrived in Denver at 5:00 pm, then we got on a connecting flight to Bozeman.
The connecting flight was the smallest airplane that I have ever been on. At most 20 people could fit on it and to top it off we were the only ones on the plane.
The flight was supposed to be a little over an hour, but instead it took us two and a half hours to get there. The lone flight attendant blamed it on the weather and the pilot having to change the flight course.
As we were getting close, we thought it was really odd that we didn’t see any houses. Bozeman looked like nothing that we saw online, but both Gina and I shrugged it off thinking that because we were on a plane perhaps the town of Bozeman was on the other side of the plane which we just couldn’t see.
Both Gina and I have never been outside of New York besides our honeymoon in Florida, so besides our online research we knew nothing about the Midwest.
We got off the plane via stairs on the runway. A lone man greeted us and then led Gina and I into a single room structure that kind of resembled a typical McDonald’s.
The lone man unloaded our luggage then handed the luggage to us.
The same man unloaded a bunch of packages from our plane onto a box truck, then he drove away.
The plane took off shortly after the truck left.
At this point it’s close to 8:00 pm in New York time which would be 6:00 pm in Montana time, which we assumed because our cell phones had no service.
Gina told her Aunt Janet via email that we would be in Bozeman at around 5:00 pm central time so we were at least an hour late.
As we stood in this one room structure, I said to Gina “isn’t this odd that there is no other person here but us?”
Gina replied “Well where here later in the day and we both never heard of Bozeman before this trip, so I’m guessing not to many people come here.”
Then I replied “Right, but this is one of the airports that services Yellowstone. So this single building that we’re standing in is supposed to serve the tens of thousands of people who go come through Yellowstone every year?”
Gina responded “Perhaps, but I really have no idea. Compared to La Guardia, Denver or Orlando this airport is essentially non existent.”
I responded “There’s no welcome to Bozeman or Montana signs! Where would people go to rent a car?”
Gina said “John, I just don’t know but I’m sure my Aunt will be here at any moment.”
I looked around the structure and said “Boy there is sure a lot of cob webs and dust? There’s only one counter that looks like it was built in the 1950’s”
Gina responded angrily “John you keep on pointing these things out to me that I don’t have the answers too. When we were in Denver we got on the flight to Bozeman right?”
John replied “Yeah that’s what the digital sign said at the terminal and the lone flight attendant looked at our tickets before we boarded!”
Gina replied still angry “So I know as much as you know. This is late November and people go to Yellowstone in the summer so perhaps they just let this airport sit and rot until next summer.”
I responded “If you say so but I don’t think this has been used by anyone in over 30 years.”
Gina now crying responds “You know maybe this is just a smaller airport outside of Bozeman. Do you remember we were researching flights and most cities have smaller less known airports not far from the bigger airport.”
I responded “Perhaps!”
Gina then said “My Aunt has our flight information. She told me which flight to book so she’ll find us one way or another or at least I hope.”
I look around and I see no phones. I don’t think this building has electricity.
We both go outside and I say “So much for the Mountains in Montana hay?”
Gina responds “Yeah and it feels like it’s close to 80 degrees. I guess where in a warm spell. I’m going to take off my sweatshirt.”
I take a 360 degree view and I don’t see any mountains and all I really see is baron land. There is one road that I see that looks like it hadn’t been resurfaced in over 50 years with vegetation growing out of its cracks.
I say “I really just don’t know.”
Gina responds “Lets just wait a while for my Aunt to arrive before we start panicking.”
An hour goes bye and there’s no sign of Gina’s Aunt or anybody else.
I say to Gina “There ain’t nobody coming!”
Gina says “Give my Aunt more time or maybe a police man will show up or somebody else.”
I respond “Look at this place. There’s no electricity or running water. There’s nothing. This place has been abandoned well before we were born. This place isn’t on any police radar”
Gina says “Well why did the plane take us here from Denver?”
I said “I have no idea. Where both inexperienced flyers, so maybe we got on the wrong plane or maybe the flight attendant and pilot purposely tricked us to think we were going to Bozeman. I think where in a desert somewhere. Hopefully, in the United States and not Mexico, but I have no idea. Typically drug smugglers bring stuff from South to North and we went North to South, so I have no idea what those packages were that guy in the box truck took, but obviously he knew the plane was coming."
Gina responds "So what do we do?"
I say "If you ask me that plane left us here to die. It seems like they just needed unsuspecting tourist to take off from Denver. I don't know if they needed passengers to seem viable or what? But anyways it’s getting late and the temperature must have dropped 30 degrees. I guess where going to have to stay in this building for the night.”
Gina says “Where here? I’m not staying in this building. Do you feel how cold it’s gotten in here?”
I respond “We have no choice. Look how dark it is outside. We have no idea if the next house is five miles or 50 miles. We have a granola bar and one bag of chips. We’ll just stay in this building huddled over there in the corner until morning.”
Gina says “This place is fucking gross. All I smell is animal piss and shit on top of mold!.”
I say “I think it’s safer in here versus outside but I don’t know what animal is living in here and I don’t know what animals are out there.”
Gina is now sobbing crying.
I look around the building and find what looks like a hunting knife.
On top of the lack of food all we have is two bottles of water that the “Flight Attendant” gave us.
We are now huddled in the corner with our clothes that we are trying to use as blankets.
I try to lighten up the mood and say “at least we’ll have a good story to tell!”
Gina responds “What good is it if we’re both dead!”
We both stay huddled next to each other all night. The temperature inside the building felt like it was in the 30’s.
We would hear animal movements in the walls and above the ceiling and each time I would hold my knife tighter.
We didn’t sleep at all and now the sun is starting to come up. We both feel horrible from the cold weather and the lack of sleep.
I suggest to Gina “Why don’t we start walking?”
With an absolute miserable facial expression, Gina responds “Fine, let’s walk!”
With the weather still being cold, I figured that we should be fine with our limited water, for a while, until the full sun comes out.
It was so cold inside the building that we decided to leave the same clothes on and not get changed.
We leave most of the stuff we packed in the building besides the limited food, water, our ID’s, money, and the knife.
Both Gina and I walk on the road that leads to the single strip airport.
The temperature feels like it’s in the low 40’s.
About 20 minutes later we get to the end of the road and now we have to make a decision to eitherturn left or right. There are no signs and just an old wooden post where a sign probably once stood.
We both look in both directions and I say “This has to be the desert! Look at the cactus over there.”
Gina says “Yeah, I don’t know much about Montana but I doubt they have cactus like this in Montana!”
I respond “Yeah, the cactus are really neat looking. Do you remember watching cartoons where those types of cactus had water in them when they were cut open?”
Gina responded “Yes, but I’m not sure if they actually do have water in them or if it was just cartoon antics. Anyways, Do you think we should go left or right?”
I respond “I don’t know I don’t see anything in either direction besides the desert. The road looks as equally as beat up in both direction. So why don’t you just guess?”
Gina responds “I have no idea which way to go. Just pick a direction and I’ll just follow you.”
I replied “Ok, lets just go to the right.”
We walked on the road that looked like maybe one car a year drove on. The desert vegetation took over what ever cracks were in the road.
There was just absolutely nothing besides clay like dirt, sand, cactus and an occasional hill in all directions.
It has been nearly three hours and we still see nothing. We walk about a half hour more and I say “What the fuck!” As the road abruptly ends.
Then I say “Why did someone build a road that leads to nowhere?”
Gina is now hysterically crying and the temperature is starting to warm up.
Gina says “Oh God what do we do now?”
I say “I don’t know but where going have to turn back around. Let’s just walk for another hour then where going to have to find shade somewhere.”
Gina responds “fine.”
We turn around which was just completely destroyed our morale.
Gina is not at all happy and looks completely drained.
The sun is starting to beat down on us and I say “If you see anything that resembles shade we’ll stop and rest then.”
As we continue to walk we see nothing that resembled shade.
Gina says “Can we just stop?”
I respond “OK, fine.”
We sit down next to the beat up road and the ground is a cross between sand and clay.
We try to conserve the water by just taking small sips of what we have left. We decide to split the granola bar, which leaves us with just a bag of chips left.
I say to Gina “How is possible that with all of the tens of thousands of flights that occur daily, we get on the one flight, where the airline leaves us in the middle of nowhere with the intent to possibly try to kill us?”
Gina responds “yeah it does sound odd, but then again maybe things like this happen and it doesn’t get reported because the people just die?”
I respond “Yeah that sounds reassuring!”
Then I say “Did you find this flight itinerary on your own or did your Aunt tell you to book it?”
Gina responds “Aunt Janet strongly suggested for me to book this flight.”
Then I said “Doesn’t that seem a little odd?”
Gina said “A little, but I grew up with my Aunt and she wouldn’t do anything to harm me.”
Then I say “Well didn’t your mother and aunt have a fallen out with each other?”
Gina said “Yeah, but that was years ago and we always maintained a good relationship.”
I reply “I don’t know. This situation seems really odd. What does she do to make money?”
Gina responded “I’m not really sure. She met her current boyfriend online and she decided to uproot her life and move to Montana. I don’t know anything about her boyfriend.”
Then I say “When was the last time you actually talked to your Aunt on the phone?”
Gina responded “John, you know that I avoid talking on the phone at any cost, so I’m not sure the last time I actually talked to my aunt was! We just communicate through texts and emails.”
Then I responded “That’s interesting! So there’s a chance you may have been corresponding with someone pretending to be your aunt?”
Gina responds “Up until you just suggesting it, I never thought about that. I just assumed I was communicating with my aunt.”
I responded “The problem is that besides your aunt, nobody knows we took this trip. You didn’t tell your mother because you didn’t want your mother to know that we would be with your aunt and I didn’t tell my parents because I didn’t want to get lectured for spending money we didn’t have. My awful job will just think that I quit if I don’t return, so really nobody knows we took these flights besides your ‘aunt!’ If that was even your aunt that you were communicating with.”
Gina responded “Yeah, up until being stranded in this desert I really didn’t think of telling people that we took a flight. I didn’t think it really mattered. I hope we don’t end up like those people who die and then they can’t be identified because no one ever reported them missing.”
Then I respond “oh God, I hope not!”
After a few minutes of sitting on the ground, we both decide to lay down facing the opposite direction of the sun and then we both dozed off.
About three hours later, we both wake up and I say “I can’t believe we were able to doze off like that!”
Gina responded “Yeah, but I guess we were just so tired. My mouth is just so dry. Let’s take another drink.”
I respond “that’s fine.”
We decide to just stay put for a while. We were sweating a little from just sitting so we didn’t want to dehydrate ourselves even more by walking. Hours went bye and eventually the weather started to cool off, so I said “Come on let’s start walking again.”
So we walked and walked. Eventually we got back to where we started and continued past the abandoned airport.
The weather started to get colder and colder. Our feet were hurting but we didn’t want to stand still in the cold.
We literally walked three hours then turned around, then walked more, then we took a long break from the hot sun and now it’s been another eight hours of walking. It’s now 1:00 am central time I estimated from my cell phone.
The dead silence is extremely eerie. We have seen no evidence of people since the crew on the plane and the unknown guy.
It’s just so dark out. There is no moon. The stars are our main source of light. We occasionally use our cell phones for light, but we both know that we need to conserve their batteries.
911 hasn't worked. Both of our phones attempt to find a signal when we dial 911, but the calls don’t go through.
It's just too cold to stop. Our feet and legs say stop but we know we might freeze to death if we do.
We are both starving. With every step we take our stomachs remind us that we haven't eaten anything substantial in over a day, as we continue to burn calories.
We just walk and walk slowly and without any type of vigor. We both realize that it's unlikely that we will come across any signs of life, but we stay moving so we don't freeze.
Eventually, we start to see on the right side of the sky, the sky is starting to get a little bit brighter and I say “The sun must be rising over there, so that must be East.”
Gina responded “What fucking difference does it make what direction East is? Listen I’m stopping now or my feet will fall off!”
I say “OK let’s sit down and lets eat the chips.”
As we attempt to sit down we both make painful agonizing noises, because our legs are stiff from exhaustion and a lack of nutrients.
We both share the chips and my legs felt a little bit better from what I guess was from the salt on the chips.
We have less than a half bottle of water and no food left. I know that we are going to die sooner than later. We have no food and our bodies are continually burning calories from the cold at night and the walking. The sun is so hot during the day and we are only left with a few sips of water.
I now know that we just have a few hours left to live if we decide to keep moving but we really have no choice. We will either die walking or die sitting on the side of the road.
We both doze off from pure exhaustion. We both wake up and then just close our eyes again. Neither of our bodies want to move.
The temperature is starting to become warmer.
I say “Come on we have to walk before the sun starts to become too intense.”
Gina says “I can’t. Let’s just sit here.”
I said “we have to move again. There no one coming to rescue us. If we have to sleep tonight in the cold we’ll freeze to death.”
Gina said “fine.”
We both can’t get up from a sitting position as we continuously try. Our muscles and joints hurt. I get on all fours and yell out in pure agony as I rise to my feet. I attempt to help Gina up which makes my muscles hurt even more.
We walk for another hour. We both look like wounded soldiers coming off the front line.
I can feel every step. We only have a capful of water left to share.
I see a cactus and say “let’s see if it has any water inside of it. I stab the cactus towards the bottom and pull my knife out. I can tell the knife is moist when I pull it out, so I now know there’s water in the cactus.
I carve out an opening and use the plastic water bottle to scoop up as much water as possible.
It seems like there’s a good amount of water, so we both guzzle down the water which taste absolutely terrible, but at least it’s wet.
We both drink about a bottle’s worth of water each, which gave us a little hope, but I know the lack of calories is going to kill us.
It’s one thing if we were drifting in the middle of the ocean expending little effort, but with each step we take we are burning fuel and our muscles are wasting away.
We have no choice, so we continue to slowly move.
The sun is getting hotter, but I don’t want to stop for the fear of the cold that will eventually come.
Our legs don’t want to bend anymore. It hurts every time our hamstrings contract. We are almost to the point like where walking on peg legs.
Gina is continually whimpering which I block out because I’m fighting with myself to keep moving. My shoulders are hurting so bad from my arms swinging back and forth.
I always thought I could survive being stranded in the desert, but I know that death is near.
I know we are both going to collapse from a lack of calories at anytime.
Gina is making a moaning noises as she attempts to walk. I don’t want to look at her because it will hurt my neck if I look over, but at least I can still hear her.
I start to hear Gina whimper “I have to stop. I have to stop.”
Over and over again.
I tell her in a painful raspy voice that “if we stop we die. We have no shelter and the freezing weather will kill us tonight. There has to be something. We have to be close to something. Let’s try to make it over that hill in front of us and then we should be able to see something.”
Then I think to myself that was just wishful thinking. We haven’t seen anything since we left the abandoned airport. Not a highway sign or even a highway marker. Nothing at all. It was like this road was built, then abandoned the next day.
We continue to slowly pull ourselves forward in a shuffle like gait.
Our muscles are in just agonizing pain without food and especially without salt.
I know Gina wants to collapse and I’m not too far from doing the same. I hope a car will pass bye then I say to myself why would it?
The guy who drove the box truck away from the abandoned airport probably wouldn’t stop for us even if he came back this way so there’s really no hope of any vehicle coming.
The sun is making us sweat which is further draining our electrolytes.
We finally make it up the hill on the road.
Both Gina and I look ahead in the distance to to see if there is anything. The sun is so bright that I have to squint to see.
I swear I see some type of structures and a road sign ahead.
I get a small boast of adrenaline from the hope of something being in front of us in the near distance.
I know this is our last hope. I start to shuffle my feet a little bit faster to see what the man made things are. Gina can barely move so I start to pull out in front of her.
As I get closer, I start to make out a dilapidated sign that has fallen apart. I can make out “The desert resort” which looks like it was put up sometime in the 1950’s.
The resort is in horrible disarray. It looks like it has been abandoned for decades.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
There are a bunch of row boats and canoes that can barely be seen from being buried from the sand drifts, where I assume a small lake used to be.
The circular fashion where the boats currently sit make it obvious that there was once a lake there that had completely dried up years ago.
The resort is huge. It’s just one big building that probably could house over 200 guest in It’s heyday, but now it has been left to rot in the desert.
I wait for Gina who is besides me and she says “What the hell is this place?”
We both get a boost of energy from whatever hope lies within the old resort.
I’m trying to stay positive but deep down I think to myself what’s going to be inside an old abandoned resort that probably hasn’t had a guest well before I’ve been born?
We cautiously go inside. The front lobby is huge with a grand ceiling that is probably 25 feet high.
There’s a check in counter that still has a metal call bell on top of it.
The building has a bunch of sand in it from the broken windows.
The place smells of animal waste and mold.
I know I have to find food. If I sit down I’m not going to want to get up.
I see a sign pointing to the restaurant so I head in that direction as Gina sits on a wooden bench in the lobby.
The hallway to the restaurant is dark. The only light is coming through the sparse windows.
I get close to the dining area and I see row after row of empty chairs and tables.
My whole body is aching from overuse and being calorie delinquent.
I head back to the kitchen area and I see nothing but empty shelves.
I now have a very sinking feeling that the end for Gina and I is near without food.
I go back to tell Gina that the kitchen has no food.
Gina drops her head in defeat after I tell her.
I don’t want to sit for fear that I won’t be able to get up.
I say to Gina “Let me look around to see if there are any storage rooms that might have food.”
Gina replies “What’s the sense it’s all going to be old and rotten.”
Then I say “I’m so hungry I can eat a rat right now.”
So I painfully walk through the resort. I look into some of the guest rooms and think to myself at least we will be able to die in comfort.
I look in every lounge and every storage room and every thing is empty.
I’m heading back towards Gina to tell her the grave news regarding the lack of food and our eventual demise.
I see a sign for the indoor pool and my body aches so bad that I don’t want to walk anymore, but I convince myself to go.
As I get closer to the pool, I see the pool has hundreds of boxes in the dried out pool.
I also see a large water container.
As I get closer to the boxes I say out loud “This can’t be. I can’t believe thIs.”
The boxes are marked “Meal Ready to Eat - Food” and I start to cry in absolute glee.
I painfully walk into the pool and pick up the first box and notice that it’s really lite.
I open it up with a knife and discover that it’s filled with saltine crackers.
I yell out like I just struck oil.
The box has a military manufactures date of 1989, but I don’t care. The crackers look fine
I bring a few sleeves of crackers over to Gina.
Gina see’s them and she is trying her best to smile.
I stand next to Gina and we both take small bites from the crackers.
Some of the pain starts to go away as I eat.
We now have a renewed lease on life especially after I tell her there’s years worth of military MRE’s in pool.
I help Gina up off the bench and I tell her that we should go to one of the honeymoon suites.
We make our way into one of the suite’s and I take off the blanket on the bed and go to the closet to get another one.
The room actually has a fireplace with match strikes and wood.
I start a fire then we both lay down. Within ten seconds we both pass out.
I wake up and look at my phone and it looks like we were both passed out for close to 20 hours.
We are both still weak, so we nibble on more crackers.
I decide to go back to the pool and I bring an empty water pitcher with me.
I fill the water pitcher and grab some protein rich food.
None of the food smells rancid when we open it, so we just devour as much as possible.
We stay in bed for two more days.
Neither of us are in a rush to go anywhere.
The room is just so tranquil and nice.
We both talk about how this is so much better than working everyday in NYC just to pay the rent with having no end in sight.
We figure the military must have used this area for weapons testing and training which probably ended sometime in the late 1980’s judging by the MRE’s that were just left here.
We were in no rush to go anywhere. We both figured that if someone we knew wanted to find us then they would try to retrace our flight from Gina’s emails.
It’s been two years now. We both wake up every morning to walk around the resort.
We cleaned up the inside of the resort as much as possible.
I even found some replacement windows in a shed.
I kind of hope that we’re never found though Gina sometimes gets homesick.
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2020.11.17 17:35 mtp6921 The flight that I was glad we took

My wife Gina and I have been married for a year now and we knew each other for two years prior to getting married.
We are both currently able to work from home for our software development jobs.
My wife has an Aunt Janet who she hasn’t seen in over a year since she moved to Butte Montana, so two weeks before Thanksgiving we were planning on taking a flight from NYC to Denver and then a connecting flight to Bozeman, Montana.
Gina and I were heavily in debt from both of us graduating from NYU, so on top of our high priced Manhattan apartment we really had no extra income.
However, Gina’s Aunt Janet stressed that all we needed to do was pay the airfare and she would take care of the rest.
Because we were flying out of season the flights to Bozeman, Montana were dirt cheap.
We left La Guardia airport at 1:00 pm and we arrived in Denver at 5:00 pm, then we got on a connecting flight to Bozeman.
The connecting flight was the smallest airplane that I have ever been on. At most 20 people could fit on it and to top it off we were the only ones on the plane.
The flight was supposed to be a little over an hour, but instead it took us two and a half hours to get there. The lone flight attendant blamed it on the weather and the pilot having to change the flight course.
As we were getting close, we thought it was really odd that we didn’t see any houses. Bozeman looked like nothing that we saw online, but both Gina and I shrugged it off thinking that because we were on a plane perhaps the town of Bozeman was on the other side of the plane which we just couldn’t see.
Both Gina and I have never been outside of New York besides our honeymoon in Florida, so besides our online research we knew nothing about the Midwest.
We got off the plane via stairs on the runway. A lone man greeted us and then led Gina and I into a single room structure that kind of resembled a typical McDonald’s.
The lone man unloaded our luggage then handed the luggage to us.
The same man unloaded a bunch of packages from our plane onto a box truck, then he drove away.
The plane took off shortly after the truck left.
At this point it’s close to 8:00 pm in New York time which would be 6:00 pm in Montana time, which we assumed because our cell phones had no service.
Gina told her Aunt Janet via email that we would be in Bozeman at around 5:00 pm central time so we were at least an hour late.
As we stood in this one room structure, I said to Gina “isn’t this odd that there is no other person here but us?”
Gina replied “Well where here later in the day and we both never heard of Bozeman before this trip, so I’m guessing not to many people come here.”
Then I replied “Right, but this is one of the airports that services Yellowstone. So this single building that we’re standing in is supposed to serve the tens of thousands of people who go come through Yellowstone every year?”
Gina responded “Perhaps, but I really have no idea. Compared to La Guardia, Denver or Orlando this airport is essentially non existent.”
I responded “There’s no welcome to Bozeman or Montana signs! Where would people go to rent a car?”
Gina said “John, I just don’t know but I’m sure my Aunt will be here at any moment.”
I looked around the structure and said “Boy there is sure a lot of cob webs and dust? There’s only one counter that looks like it was built in the 1950’s”
Gina responded angrily “John you keep on pointing these things out to me that I don’t have the answers too. When we were in Denver we got on the flight to Bozeman right?”
John replied “Yeah that’s what the digital sign said at the terminal and the lone flight attendant looked at our tickets before we boarded!”
Gina replied still angry “So I know as much as you know. This is late November and people go to Yellowstone in the summer so perhaps they just let this airport sit and rot until next summer.”
I responded “If you say so but I don’t think this has been used by anyone in over 30 years.”
Gina now crying responds “You know maybe this is just a smaller airport outside of Bozeman. Do you remember we were researching flights and most cities have smaller less known airports not far from the bigger airport.”
I responded “Perhaps!”
Gina then said “My Aunt has our flight information. She told me which flight to book so she’ll find us one way or another or at least I hope.”
I look around and I see no phones. I don’t think this building has electricity.
We both go outside and I say “So much for the Mountains in Montana hay?”
Gina responds “Yeah and it feels like it’s close to 80 degrees. I guess where in a warm spell. I’m going to take off my sweatshirt.”
I take a 360 degree view and I don’t see any mountains and all I really see is baron land. There is one road that I see that looks like it hadn’t been resurfaced in over 50 years with vegetation growing out of its cracks.
I say “I really just don’t know.”
Gina responds “Lets just wait a while for my Aunt to arrive before we start panicking.”
An hour goes bye and there’s no sign of Gina’s Aunt or anybody else.
I say to Gina “There ain’t nobody coming!”
Gina says “Give my Aunt more time or maybe a police man will show up or somebody else.”
I respond “Look at this place. There’s no electricity or running water. There’s nothing. This place has been abandoned well before we were born. This place isn’t on any police radar”
Gina says “Well why did the plane take us here from Denver?”
I said “I have no idea. Where both inexperienced flyers, so maybe we got on the wrong plane or maybe the flight attendant and pilot purposely tricked us to think we were going to Bozeman. I think where in a desert somewhere. Hopefully, in the United States and not Mexico, but I have no idea. Typically drug smugglers bring stuff from South to North and we went North to South, so I have no idea what those packages were that guy in the box truck took, but obviously he knew the plane was coming."
Gina responds "So what do we do?"
I say "If you ask me that plane left us here to die. It seems like they just needed unsuspecting tourist to take off from Denver. I don't know if they needed passengers to seem viable or what? But anyways it’s getting late and the temperature must have dropped 30 degrees. I guess where going to have to stay in this building for the night.”
Gina says “Where here? I’m not staying in this building. Do you feel how cold it’s gotten in here?”
I respond “We have no choice. Look how dark it is outside. We have no idea if the next house is five miles or 50 miles. We have a granola bar and one bag of chips. We’ll just stay in this building huddled over there in the corner until morning.”
Gina says “This place is fucking gross. All I smell is animal piss and shit on top of mold!.”
I say “I think it’s safer in here versus outside but I don’t know what animal is living in here and I don’t know what animals are out there.”
Gina is now sobbing crying.
I look around the building and find what looks like a hunting knife.
On top of the lack of food all we have is two bottles of water that the “Flight Attendant” gave us.
We are now huddled in the corner with our clothes that we are trying to use as blankets.
I try to lighten up the mood and say “at least we’ll have a good story to tell!”
Gina responds “What good is it if we’re both dead!”
We both stay huddled next to each other all night. The temperature inside the building felt like it was in the 30’s.
We would hear animal movements in the walls and above the ceiling and each time I would hold my knife tighter.
We didn’t sleep at all and now the sun is starting to come up. We both feel horrible from the cold weather and the lack of sleep.
I suggest to Gina “Why don’t we start walking?”
With an absolute miserable facial expression, Gina responds “Fine, let’s walk!”
With the weather still being cold, I figured that we should be fine with our limited water, for a while, until the full sun comes out.
It was so cold inside the building that we decided to leave the same clothes on and not get changed.
We leave most of the stuff we packed in the building besides the limited food, water, our ID’s, money, and the knife.
Both Gina and I walk on the road that leads to the single strip airport.
The temperature feels like it’s in the low 40’s.
About 20 minutes later we get to the end of the road and now we have to make a decision to eitherturn left or right. There are no signs and just an old wooden post where a sign probably once stood.
We both look in both directions and I say “This has to be the desert! Look at the cactus over there.”
Gina says “Yeah, I don’t know much about Montana but I doubt they have cactus like this in Montana!”
I respond “Yeah, the cactus are really neat looking. Do you remember watching cartoons where those types of cactus had water in them when they were cut open?”
Gina responded “Yes, but I’m not sure if they actually do have water in them or if it was just cartoon antics. Anyways, Do you think we should go left or right?”
I respond “I don’t know I don’t see anything in either direction besides the desert. The road looks as equally as beat up in both direction. So why don’t you just guess?”
Gina responds “I have no idea which way to go. Just pick a direction and I’ll just follow you.”
I replied “Ok, lets just go to the right.”
We walked on the road that looked like maybe one car a year drove on. The desert vegetation took over what ever cracks were in the road.
There was just absolutely nothing besides clay like dirt, sand, cactus and an occasional hill in all directions.
It has been nearly three hours and we still see nothing. We walk about a half hour more and I say “What the fuck!” As the road abruptly ends.
Then I say “Why did someone build a road that leads to nowhere?”
Gina is now hysterically crying and the temperature is starting to warm up.
Gina says “Oh God what do we do now?”
I say “I don’t know but where going have to turn back around. Let’s just walk for another hour then where going to have to find shade somewhere.”
Gina responds “fine.”
We turn around which was just completely destroyed our morale.
Gina is not at all happy and looks completely drained.
The sun is starting to beat down on us and I say “If you see anything that resembles shade we’ll stop and rest then.”
As we continue to walk we see nothing that resembled shade.
Gina says “Can we just stop?”
I respond “OK, fine.”
We sit down next to the beat up road and the ground is a cross between sand and clay.
We try to conserve the water by just taking small sips of what we have left. We decide to split the granola bar, which leaves us with just a bag of chips left.
I say to Gina “How is possible that with all of the tens of thousands of flights that occur daily, we get on the one flight, where the airline leaves us in the middle of nowhere with the intent to possibly try to kill us?”
Gina responds “yeah it does sound odd, but then again maybe things like this happen and it doesn’t get reported because the people just die?”
I respond “Yeah that sounds reassuring!”
Then I say “Did you find this flight itinerary on your own or did your Aunt tell you to book it?”
Gina responds “Aunt Janet strongly suggested for me to book this flight.”
Then I said “Doesn’t that seem a little odd?”
Gina said “A little, but I grew up with my Aunt and she wouldn’t do anything to harm me.”
Then I say “Well didn’t your mother and aunt have a fallen out with each other?”
Gina said “Yeah, but that was years ago and we always maintained a good relationship.”
I reply “I don’t know. This situation seems really odd. What does she do to make money?”
Gina responded “I’m not really sure. She met her current boyfriend online and she decided to uproot her life and move to Montana. I don’t know anything about her boyfriend.”
Then I say “When was the last time you actually talked to your Aunt on the phone?”
Gina responded “John, you know that I avoid talking on the phone at any cost, so I’m not sure the last time I actually talked to my aunt was! We just communicate through texts and emails.”
Then I responded “That’s interesting! So there’s a chance you may have been corresponding with someone pretending to be your aunt?”
Gina responds “Up until you just suggesting it, I never thought about that. I just assumed I was communicating with my aunt.”
I responded “The problem is that besides your aunt, nobody knows we took this trip. You didn’t tell your mother because you didn’t want your mother to know that we would be with your aunt and I didn’t tell my parents because I didn’t want to get lectured for spending money we didn’t have. My awful job will just think that I quit if I don’t return, so really nobody knows we took these flights besides your ‘aunt!’ If that was even your aunt that you were communicating with.”
Gina responded “Yeah, up until being stranded in this desert I really didn’t think of telling people that we took a flight. I didn’t think it really mattered. I hope we don’t end up like those people who die and then they can’t be identified because no one ever reported them missing.”
Then I respond “oh God, I hope not!”
After a few minutes of sitting on the ground, we both decide to lay down facing the opposite direction of the sun and then we both dozed off.
About three hours later, we both wake up and I say “I can’t believe we were able to doze off like that!”
Gina responded “Yeah, but I guess we were just so tired. My mouth is just so dry. Let’s take another drink.”
I respond “that’s fine.”
We decide to just stay put for a while. We were sweating a little from just sitting so we didn’t want to dehydrate ourselves even more by walking. Hours went bye and eventually the weather started to cool off, so I said “Come on let’s start walking again.”
So we walked and walked. Eventually we got back to where we started and continued past the abandoned airport.
The weather started to get colder and colder. Our feet were hurting but we didn’t want to stand still in the cold.
We literally walked three hours then turned around, then walked more, then we took a long break from the hot sun and now it’s been another eight hours of walking. It’s now 1:00 am central time I estimated from my cell phone.
The dead silence is extremely eerie. We have seen no evidence of people since the crew on the plane and the unknown guy.
It’s just so dark out. There is no moon. The stars are our main source of light. We occasionally use our cell phones for light, but we both know that we need to conserve their batteries.
911 hasn't worked. Both of our phones attempt to find a signal when we dial 911, but the calls don’t go through.
It's just too cold to stop. Our feet and legs say stop but we know we might freeze to death if we do.
We are both starving. With every step we take our stomachs remind us that we haven't eaten anything substantial in over a day, as we continue to burn calories.
We just walk and walk slowly and without any type of vigor. We both realize that it's unlikely that we will come across any signs of life, but we stay moving so we don't freeze.
Eventually, we start to see on the right side of the sky, the sky is starting to get a little bit brighter and I say “The sun must be rising over there, so that must be East.”
Gina responded “What fucking difference does it make what direction East is? Listen I’m stopping now or my feet will fall off!”
I say “OK let’s sit down and lets eat the chips.”
As we attempt to sit down we both make painful agonizing noises, because our legs are stiff from exhaustion and a lack of nutrients.
We both share the chips and my legs felt a little bit better from what I guess was from the salt on the chips.
We have less than a half bottle of water and no food left. I know that we are going to die sooner than later. We have no food and our bodies are continually burning calories from the cold at night and the walking. The sun is so hot during the day and we are only left with a few sips of water.
I now know that we just have a few hours left to live if we decide to keep moving but we really have no choice. We will either die walking or die sitting on the side of the road.
We both doze off from pure exhaustion. We both wake up and then just close our eyes again. Neither of our bodies want to move.
The temperature is starting to become warmer.
I say “Come on we have to walk before the sun starts to become too intense.”
Gina says “I can’t. Let’s just sit here.”
I said “we have to move again. There no one coming to rescue us. If we have to sleep tonight in the cold we’ll freeze to death.”
Gina said “fine.”
We both can’t get up from a sitting position as we continuously try. Our muscles and joints hurt. I get on all fours and yell out in pure agony as I rise to my feet. I attempt to help Gina up which makes my muscles hurt even more.
We walk for another hour. We both look like wounded soldiers coming off the front line.
I can feel every step. We only have a capful of water left to share.
I see a cactus and say “let’s see if it has any water inside of it. I stab the cactus towards the bottom and pull my knife out. I can tell the knife is moist when I pull it out, so I now know there’s water in the cactus.
I carve out an opening and use the plastic water bottle to scoop up as much water as possible.
It seems like there’s a good amount of water, so we both guzzle down the water which taste absolutely terrible, but at least it’s wet.
We both drink about a bottle’s worth of water each, which gave us a little hope, but I know the lack of calories is going to kill us.
It’s one thing if we were drifting in the middle of the ocean expending little effort, but with each step we take we are burning fuel and our muscles are wasting away.
We have no choice, so we continue to slowly move.
The sun is getting hotter, but I don’t want to stop for the fear of the cold that will eventually come.
Our legs don’t want to bend anymore. It hurts every time our hamstrings contract. We are almost to the point like where walking on peg legs.
Gina is continually whimpering which I block out because I’m fighting with myself to keep moving. My shoulders are hurting so bad from my arms swinging back and forth.
I always thought I could survive being stranded in the desert, but I know that death is near.
I know we are both going to collapse from a lack of calories at anytime.
Gina is making a moaning noises as she attempts to walk. I don’t want to look at her because it will hurt my neck if I look over, but at least I can still hear her.
I start to hear Gina whimper “I have to stop. I have to stop.”
Over and over again.
I tell her in a painful raspy voice that “if we stop we die. We have no shelter and the freezing weather will kill us tonight. There has to be something. We have to be close to something. Let’s try to make it over that hill in front of us and then we should be able to see something.”
Then I think to myself that was just wishful thinking. We haven’t seen anything since we left the abandoned airport. Not a highway sign or even a highway marker. Nothing at all. It was like this road was built, then abandoned the next day.
We continue to slowly pull ourselves forward in a shuffle like gait.
Our muscles are in just agonizing pain without food and especially without salt.
I know Gina wants to collapse and I’m not too far from doing the same. I hope a car will pass bye then I say to myself why would it?
The guy who drove the box truck away from the abandoned airport probably wouldn’t stop for us even if he came back this way so there’s really no hope of any vehicle coming.
The sun is making us sweat which is further draining our electrolytes.
We finally make it up the hill on the road.
Both Gina and I look ahead in the distance to to see if there is anything. The sun is so bright that I have to squint to see.
I swear I see some type of structures and a road sign ahead.
I get a small boast of adrenaline from the hope of something being in front of us in the near distance.
I know this is our last hope. I start to shuffle my feet a little bit faster to see what the man made things are. Gina can barely move so I start to pull out in front of her.
As I get closer, I start to make out a dilapidated sign that has fallen apart. I can make out “The desert resort” which looks like it was put up sometime in the 1950’s.
The resort is in horrible disarray. It looks like it has been abandoned for decades.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
There are a bunch of row boats and canoes that can barely be seen from being buried from the sand drifts, where I assume a small lake used to be.
The circular fashion where the boats currently sit make it obvious that there was once a lake there that had completely dried up years ago.
The resort is huge. It’s just one big building that probably could house over 200 guest in It’s heyday, but now it has been left to rot in the desert.
I wait for Gina who is besides me and she says “What the hell is this place?”
We both get a boost of energy from whatever hope lies within the old resort.
I’m trying to stay positive but deep down I think to myself what’s going to be inside an old abandoned resort that probably hasn’t had a guest well before I’ve been born?
We cautiously go inside. The front lobby is huge with a grand ceiling that is probably 25 feet high.
There’s a check in counter that still has a metal call bell on top of it.
The building has a bunch of sand in it from the broken windows.
The place smells of animal waste and mold.
I know I have to find food. If I sit down I’m not going to want to get up.
I see a sign pointing to the restaurant so I head in that direction as Gina sits on a wooden bench in the lobby.
The hallway to the restaurant is dark. The only light is coming through the sparse windows.
I get close to the dining area and I see row after row of empty chairs and tables.
My whole body is aching from overuse and being calorie delinquent.
I head back to the kitchen area and I see nothing but empty shelves.
I now have a very sinking feeling that the end for Gina and I is near without food.
I go back to tell Gina that the kitchen has no food.
Gina drops her head in defeat after I tell her.
I don’t want to sit for fear that I won’t be able to get up.
I say to Gina “Let me look around to see if there are any storage rooms that might have food.”
Gina replies “What’s the sense it’s all going to be old and rotten.”
Then I say “I’m so hungry I can eat a rat right now.”
So I painfully walk through the resort. I look into some of the guest rooms and think to myself at least we will be able to die in comfort.
I look in every lounge and every storage room and every thing is empty.
I’m heading back towards Gina to tell her the grave news regarding the lack of food and our eventual demise.
I see a sign for the indoor pool and my body aches so bad that I don’t want to walk anymore, but I convince myself to go.
As I get closer to the pool, I see the pool has hundreds of boxes in the dried out pool.
I also see a large water container.
As I get closer to the boxes I say out loud “This can’t be. I can’t believe thIs.”
The boxes are marked “Meal Ready to Eat - Food” and I start to cry in absolute glee.
I painfully walk into the pool and pick up the first box and notice that it’s really lite.
I open it up with a knife and discover that it’s filled with saltine crackers.
I yell out like I just struck oil.
The box has a military manufactures date of 1989, but I don’t care. The crackers look fine
I bring a few sleeves of crackers over to Gina.
Gina see’s them and she is trying her best to smile.
I stand next to Gina and we both take small bites from the crackers.
Some of the pain starts to go away as I eat.
We now have a renewed lease on life especially after I tell her there’s years worth of military MRE’s in pool.
I help Gina up off the bench and I tell her that we should go to one of the honeymoon suites.
We make our way into one of the suite’s and I take off the blanket on the bed and go to the closet to get another one.
The room actually has a fireplace with match strikes and wood.
I start a fire then we both lay down. Within ten seconds we both pass out.
I wake up and look at my phone and it looks like we were both passed out for close to 20 hours.
We are both still weak, so we nibble on more crackers.
I decide to go back to the pool and I bring an empty water pitcher with me.
I fill the water pitcher and grab some protein rich food.
None of the food smells rancid when we open it, so we just devour as much as possible.
We stay in bed for two more days.
Neither of us are in a rush to go anywhere.
The room is just so tranquil and nice.
We both talk about how this is so much better than working everyday in NYC just to pay the rent with having no end in sight.
We figure the military must have used this area for weapons testing and training which probably ended sometime in the late 1980’s judging by the MRE’s that were just left here.
We were in no rush to go anywhere. We both figured that if someone we knew wanted to find us then they would try to retrace our flight from Gina’s emails.
It’s been two years now. We both wake up every morning to walk around the resort.
We cleaned up the inside of the resort as much as possible.
I even found some replacement windows in a shed.
I kind of hope that we’re never found though Gina sometimes gets homesick.
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2020.11.17 17:34 mtp6921 The flight that I was glad we took

My wife Gina and I have been married for a year now and we knew each other for two years prior to getting married.
We are both currently able to work from home for our software development jobs.
My wife has an Aunt Janet who she hasn’t seen in over a year since she moved to Butte Montana, so two weeks before Thanksgiving we were planning on taking a flight from NYC to Denver and then a connecting flight to Bozeman, Montana.
Gina and I were heavily in debt from both of us graduating from NYU, so on top of our high priced Manhattan apartment we really had no extra income.
However, Gina’s Aunt Janet stressed that all we needed to do was pay the airfare and she would take care of the rest.
Because we were flying out of season the flights to Bozeman, Montana were dirt cheap.
We left La Guardia airport at 1:00 pm and we arrived in Denver at 5:00 pm, then we got on a connecting flight to Bozeman.
The connecting flight was the smallest airplane that I have ever been on. At most 20 people could fit on it and to top it off we were the only ones on the plane.
The flight was supposed to be a little over an hour, but instead it took us two and a half hours to get there. The lone flight attendant blamed it on the weather and the pilot having to change the flight course.
As we were getting close, we thought it was really odd that we didn’t see any houses. Bozeman looked like nothing that we saw online, but both Gina and I shrugged it off thinking that because we were on a plane perhaps the town of Bozeman was on the other side of the plane which we just couldn’t see.
Both Gina and I have never been outside of New York besides our honeymoon in Florida, so besides our online research we knew nothing about the Midwest.
We got off the plane via stairs on the runway. A lone man greeted us and then led Gina and I into a single room structure that kind of resembled a typical McDonald’s.
The lone man unloaded our luggage then handed the luggage to us.
The same man unloaded a bunch of packages from our plane onto a box truck, then he drove away.
The plane took off shortly after the truck left.
At this point it’s close to 8:00 pm in New York time which would be 6:00 pm in Montana time, which we assumed because our cell phones had no service.
Gina told her Aunt Janet via email that we would be in Bozeman at around 5:00 pm central time so we were at least an hour late.
As we stood in this one room structure, I said to Gina “isn’t this odd that there is no other person here but us?”
Gina replied “Well where here later in the day and we both never heard of Bozeman before this trip, so I’m guessing not to many people come here.”
Then I replied “Right, but this is one of the airports that services Yellowstone. So this single building that we’re standing in is supposed to serve the tens of thousands of people who go come through Yellowstone every year?”
Gina responded “Perhaps, but I really have no idea. Compared to La Guardia, Denver or Orlando this airport is essentially non existent.”
I responded “There’s no welcome to Bozeman or Montana signs! Where would people go to rent a car?”
Gina said “John, I just don’t know but I’m sure my Aunt will be here at any moment.”
I looked around the structure and said “Boy there is sure a lot of cob webs and dust? There’s only one counter that looks like it was built in the 1950’s”
Gina responded angrily “John you keep on pointing these things out to me that I don’t have the answers too. When we were in Denver we got on the flight to Bozeman right?”
John replied “Yeah that’s what the digital sign said at the terminal and the lone flight attendant looked at our tickets before we boarded!”
Gina replied still angry “So I know as much as you know. This is late November and people go to Yellowstone in the summer so perhaps they just let this airport sit and rot until next summer.”
I responded “If you say so but I don’t think this has been used by anyone in over 30 years.”
Gina now crying responds “You know maybe this is just a smaller airport outside of Bozeman. Do you remember we were researching flights and most cities have smaller less known airports not far from the bigger airport.”
I responded “Perhaps!”
Gina then said “My Aunt has our flight information. She told me which flight to book so she’ll find us one way or another or at least I hope.”
I look around and I see no phones. I don’t think this building has electricity.
We both go outside and I say “So much for the Mountains in Montana hay?”
Gina responds “Yeah and it feels like it’s close to 80 degrees. I guess where in a warm spell. I’m going to take off my sweatshirt.”
I take a 360 degree view and I don’t see any mountains and all I really see is baron land. There is one road that I see that looks like it hadn’t been resurfaced in over 50 years with vegetation growing out of its cracks.
I say “I really just don’t know.”
Gina responds “Lets just wait a while for my Aunt to arrive before we start panicking.”
An hour goes bye and there’s no sign of Gina’s Aunt or anybody else.
I say to Gina “There ain’t nobody coming!”
Gina says “Give my Aunt more time or maybe a police man will show up or somebody else.”
I respond “Look at this place. There’s no electricity or running water. There’s nothing. This place has been abandoned well before we were born. This place isn’t on any police radar”
Gina says “Well why did the plane take us here from Denver?”
I said “I have no idea. Where both inexperienced flyers, so maybe we got on the wrong plane or maybe the flight attendant and pilot purposely tricked us to think we were going to Bozeman. I think where in a desert somewhere. Hopefully, in the United States and not Mexico, but I have no idea. Typically drug smugglers bring stuff from South to North and we went North to South, so I have no idea what those packages were that guy in the box truck took, but obviously he knew the plane was coming."
Gina responds "So what do we do?"
I say "If you ask me that plane left us here to die. It seems like they just needed unsuspecting tourist to take off from Denver. I don't know if they needed passengers to seem viable or what? But anyways it’s getting late and the temperature must have dropped 30 degrees. I guess where going to have to stay in this building for the night.”
Gina says “Where here? I’m not staying in this building. Do you feel how cold it’s gotten in here?”
I respond “We have no choice. Look how dark it is outside. We have no idea if the next house is five miles or 50 miles. We have a granola bar and one bag of chips. We’ll just stay in this building huddled over there in the corner until morning.”
Gina says “This place is fucking gross. All I smell is animal piss and shit on top of mold!.”
I say “I think it’s safer in here versus outside but I don’t know what animal is living in here and I don’t know what animals are out there.”
Gina is now sobbing crying.
I look around the building and find what looks like a hunting knife.
On top of the lack of food all we have is two bottles of water that the “Flight Attendant” gave us.
We are now huddled in the corner with our clothes that we are trying to use as blankets.
I try to lighten up the mood and say “at least we’ll have a good story to tell!”
Gina responds “What good is it if we’re both dead!”
We both stay huddled next to each other all night. The temperature inside the building felt like it was in the 30’s.
We would hear animal movements in the walls and above the ceiling and each time I would hold my knife tighter.
We didn’t sleep at all and now the sun is starting to come up. We both feel horrible from the cold weather and the lack of sleep.
I suggest to Gina “Why don’t we start walking?”
With an absolute miserable facial expression, Gina responds “Fine, let’s walk!”
With the weather still being cold, I figured that we should be fine with our limited water, for a while, until the full sun comes out.
It was so cold inside the building that we decided to leave the same clothes on and not get changed.
We leave most of the stuff we packed in the building besides the limited food, water, our ID’s, money, and the knife.
Both Gina and I walk on the road that leads to the single strip airport.
The temperature feels like it’s in the low 40’s.
About 20 minutes later we get to the end of the road and now we have to make a decision to eitherturn left or right. There are no signs and just an old wooden post where a sign probably once stood.
We both look in both directions and I say “This has to be the desert! Look at the cactus over there.”
Gina says “Yeah, I don’t know much about Montana but I doubt they have cactus like this in Montana!”
I respond “Yeah, the cactus are really neat looking. Do you remember watching cartoons where those types of cactus had water in them when they were cut open?”
Gina responded “Yes, but I’m not sure if they actually do have water in them or if it was just cartoon antics. Anyways, Do you think we should go left or right?”
I respond “I don’t know I don’t see anything in either direction besides the desert. The road looks as equally as beat up in both direction. So why don’t you just guess?”
Gina responds “I have no idea which way to go. Just pick a direction and I’ll just follow you.”
I replied “Ok, lets just go to the right.”
We walked on the road that looked like maybe one car a year drove on. The desert vegetation took over what ever cracks were in the road.
There was just absolutely nothing besides clay like dirt, sand, cactus and an occasional hill in all directions.
It has been nearly three hours and we still see nothing. We walk about a half hour more and I say “What the fuck!” As the road abruptly ends.
Then I say “Why did someone build a road that leads to nowhere?”
Gina is now hysterically crying and the temperature is starting to warm up.
Gina says “Oh God what do we do now?”
I say “I don’t know but where going have to turn back around. Let’s just walk for another hour then where going to have to find shade somewhere.”
Gina responds “fine.”
We turn around which was just completely destroyed our morale.
Gina is not at all happy and looks completely drained.
The sun is starting to beat down on us and I say “If you see anything that resembles shade we’ll stop and rest then.”
As we continue to walk we see nothing that resembled shade.
Gina says “Can we just stop?”
I respond “OK, fine.”
We sit down next to the beat up road and the ground is a cross between sand and clay.
We try to conserve the water by just taking small sips of what we have left. We decide to split the granola bar, which leaves us with just a bag of chips left.
I say to Gina “How is possible that with all of the tens of thousands of flights that occur daily, we get on the one flight, where the airline leaves us in the middle of nowhere with the intent to possibly try to kill us?”
Gina responds “yeah it does sound odd, but then again maybe things like this happen and it doesn’t get reported because the people just die?”
I respond “Yeah that sounds reassuring!”
Then I say “Did you find this flight itinerary on your own or did your Aunt tell you to book it?”
Gina responds “Aunt Janet strongly suggested for me to book this flight.”
Then I said “Doesn’t that seem a little odd?”
Gina said “A little, but I grew up with my Aunt and she wouldn’t do anything to harm me.”
Then I say “Well didn’t your mother and aunt have a fallen out with each other?”
Gina said “Yeah, but that was years ago and we always maintained a good relationship.”
I reply “I don’t know. This situation seems really odd. What does she do to make money?”
Gina responded “I’m not really sure. She met her current boyfriend online and she decided to uproot her life and move to Montana. I don’t know anything about her boyfriend.”
Then I say “When was the last time you actually talked to your Aunt on the phone?”
Gina responded “John, you know that I avoid talking on the phone at any cost, so I’m not sure the last time I actually talked to my aunt was! We just communicate through texts and emails.”
Then I responded “That’s interesting! So there’s a chance you may have been corresponding with someone pretending to be your aunt?”
Gina responds “Up until you just suggesting it, I never thought about that. I just assumed I was communicating with my aunt.”
I responded “The problem is that besides your aunt, nobody knows we took this trip. You didn’t tell your mother because you didn’t want your mother to know that we would be with your aunt and I didn’t tell my parents because I didn’t want to get lectured for spending money we didn’t have. My awful job will just think that I quit if I don’t return, so really nobody knows we took these flights besides your ‘aunt!’ If that was even your aunt that you were communicating with.”
Gina responded “Yeah, up until being stranded in this desert I really didn’t think of telling people that we took a flight. I didn’t think it really mattered. I hope we don’t end up like those people who die and then they can’t be identified because no one ever reported them missing.”
Then I respond “oh God, I hope not!”
After a few minutes of sitting on the ground, we both decide to lay down facing the opposite direction of the sun and then we both dozed off.
About three hours later, we both wake up and I say “I can’t believe we were able to doze off like that!”
Gina responded “Yeah, but I guess we were just so tired. My mouth is just so dry. Let’s take another drink.”
I respond “that’s fine.”
We decide to just stay put for a while. We were sweating a little from just sitting so we didn’t want to dehydrate ourselves even more by walking. Hours went bye and eventually the weather started to cool off, so I said “Come on let’s start walking again.”
So we walked and walked. Eventually we got back to where we started and continued past the abandoned airport.
The weather started to get colder and colder. Our feet were hurting but we didn’t want to stand still in the cold.
We literally walked three hours then turned around, then walked more, then we took a long break from the hot sun and now it’s been another eight hours of walking. It’s now 1:00 am central time I estimated from my cell phone.
The dead silence is extremely eerie. We have seen no evidence of people since the crew on the plane and the unknown guy.
It’s just so dark out. There is no moon. The stars are our main source of light. We occasionally use our cell phones for light, but we both know that we need to conserve their batteries.
911 hasn't worked. Both of our phones attempt to find a signal when we dial 911, but the calls don’t go through.
It's just too cold to stop. Our feet and legs say stop but we know we might freeze to death if we do.
We are both starving. With every step we take our stomachs remind us that we haven't eaten anything substantial in over a day, as we continue to burn calories.
We just walk and walk slowly and without any type of vigor. We both realize that it's unlikely that we will come across any signs of life, but we stay moving so we don't freeze.
Eventually, we start to see on the right side of the sky, the sky is starting to get a little bit brighter and I say “The sun must be rising over there, so that must be East.”
Gina responded “What fucking difference does it make what direction East is? Listen I’m stopping now or my feet will fall off!”
I say “OK let’s sit down and lets eat the chips.”
As we attempt to sit down we both make painful agonizing noises, because our legs are stiff from exhaustion and a lack of nutrients.
We both share the chips and my legs felt a little bit better from what I guess was from the salt on the chips.
We have less than a half bottle of water and no food left. I know that we are going to die sooner than later. We have no food and our bodies are continually burning calories from the cold at night and the walking. The sun is so hot during the day and we are only left with a few sips of water.
I now know that we just have a few hours left to live if we decide to keep moving but we really have no choice. We will either die walking or die sitting on the side of the road.
We both doze off from pure exhaustion. We both wake up and then just close our eyes again. Neither of our bodies want to move.
The temperature is starting to become warmer.
I say “Come on we have to walk before the sun starts to become too intense.”
Gina says “I can’t. Let’s just sit here.”
I said “we have to move again. There no one coming to rescue us. If we have to sleep tonight in the cold we’ll freeze to death.”
Gina said “fine.”
We both can’t get up from a sitting position as we continuously try. Our muscles and joints hurt. I get on all fours and yell out in pure agony as I rise to my feet. I attempt to help Gina up which makes my muscles hurt even more.
We walk for another hour. We both look like wounded soldiers coming off the front line.
I can feel every step. We only have a capful of water left to share.
I see a cactus and say “let’s see if it has any water inside of it. I stab the cactus towards the bottom and pull my knife out. I can tell the knife is moist when I pull it out, so I now know there’s water in the cactus.
I carve out an opening and use the plastic water bottle to scoop up as much water as possible.
It seems like there’s a good amount of water, so we both guzzle down the water which taste absolutely terrible, but at least it’s wet.
We both drink about a bottle’s worth of water each, which gave us a little hope, but I know the lack of calories is going to kill us.
It’s one thing if we were drifting in the middle of the ocean expending little effort, but with each step we take we are burning fuel and our muscles are wasting away.
We have no choice, so we continue to slowly move.
The sun is getting hotter, but I don’t want to stop for the fear of the cold that will eventually come.
Our legs don’t want to bend anymore. It hurts every time our hamstrings contract. We are almost to the point like where walking on peg legs.
Gina is continually whimpering which I block out because I’m fighting with myself to keep moving. My shoulders are hurting so bad from my arms swinging back and forth.
I always thought I could survive being stranded in the desert, but I know that death is near.
I know we are both going to collapse from a lack of calories at anytime.
Gina is making a moaning noises as she attempts to walk. I don’t want to look at her because it will hurt my neck if I look over, but at least I can still hear her.
I start to hear Gina whimper “I have to stop. I have to stop.”
Over and over again.
I tell her in a painful raspy voice that “if we stop we die. We have no shelter and the freezing weather will kill us tonight. There has to be something. We have to be close to something. Let’s try to make it over that hill in front of us and then we should be able to see something.”
Then I think to myself that was just wishful thinking. We haven’t seen anything since we left the abandoned airport. Not a highway sign or even a highway marker. Nothing at all. It was like this road was built, then abandoned the next day.
We continue to slowly pull ourselves forward in a shuffle like gait.
Our muscles are in just agonizing pain without food and especially without salt.
I know Gina wants to collapse and I’m not too far from doing the same. I hope a car will pass bye then I say to myself why would it?
The guy who drove the box truck away from the abandoned airport probably wouldn’t stop for us even if he came back this way so there’s really no hope of any vehicle coming.
The sun is making us sweat which is further draining our electrolytes.
We finally make it up the hill on the road.
Both Gina and I look ahead in the distance to to see if there is anything. The sun is so bright that I have to squint to see.
I swear I see some type of structures and a road sign ahead.
I get a small boast of adrenaline from the hope of something being in front of us in the near distance.
I know this is our last hope. I start to shuffle my feet a little bit faster to see what the man made things are. Gina can barely move so I start to pull out in front of her.
As I get closer, I start to make out a dilapidated sign that has fallen apart. I can make out “The desert resort” which looks like it was put up sometime in the 1950’s.
The resort is in horrible disarray. It looks like it has been abandoned for decades.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
There are a bunch of row boats and canoes that can barely be seen from being buried from the sand drifts, where I assume a small lake used to be.
The circular fashion where the boats currently sit make it obvious that there was once a lake there that had completely dried up years ago.
The resort is huge. It’s just one big building that probably could house over 200 guest in It’s heyday, but now it has been left to rot in the desert.
I wait for Gina who is besides me and she says “What the hell is this place?”
We both get a boost of energy from whatever hope lies within the old resort.
I’m trying to stay positive but deep down I think to myself what’s going to be inside an old abandoned resort that probably hasn’t had a guest well before I’ve been born?
We cautiously go inside. The front lobby is huge with a grand ceiling that is probably 25 feet high.
There’s a check in counter that still has a metal call bell on top of it.
The building has a bunch of sand in it from the broken windows.
The place smells of animal waste and mold.
I know I have to find food. If I sit down I’m not going to want to get up.
I see a sign pointing to the restaurant so I head in that direction as Gina sits on a wooden bench in the lobby.
The hallway to the restaurant is dark. The only light is coming through the sparse windows.
I get close to the dining area and I see row after row of empty chairs and tables.
My whole body is aching from overuse and being calorie delinquent.
I head back to the kitchen area and I see nothing but empty shelves.
I now have a very sinking feeling that the end for Gina and I is near without food.
I go back to tell Gina that the kitchen has no food.
Gina drops her head in defeat after I tell her.
I don’t want to sit for fear that I won’t be able to get up.
I say to Gina “Let me look around to see if there are any storage rooms that might have food.”
Gina replies “What’s the sense it’s all going to be old and rotten.”
Then I say “I’m so hungry I can eat a rat right now.”
So I painfully walk through the resort. I look into some of the guest rooms and think to myself at least we will be able to die in comfort.
I look in every lounge and every storage room and every thing is empty.
I’m heading back towards Gina to tell her the grave news regarding the lack of food and our eventual demise.
I see a sign for the indoor pool and my body aches so bad that I don’t want to walk anymore, but I convince myself to go.
As I get closer to the pool, I see the pool has hundreds of boxes in the dried out pool.
I also see a large water container.
As I get closer to the boxes I say out loud “This can’t be. I can’t believe thIs.”
The boxes are marked “Meal Ready to Eat - Food” and I start to cry in absolute glee.
I painfully walk into the pool and pick up the first box and notice that it’s really lite.
I open it up with a knife and discover that it’s filled with saltine crackers.
I yell out like I just struck oil.
The box has a military manufactures date of 1989, but I don’t care. The crackers look fine
I bring a few sleeves of crackers over to Gina.
Gina see’s them and she is trying her best to smile.
I stand next to Gina and we both take small bites from the crackers.
Some of the pain starts to go away as I eat.
We now have a renewed lease on life especially after I tell her there’s years worth of military MRE’s in pool.
I help Gina up off the bench and I tell her that we should go to one of the honeymoon suites.
We make our way into one of the suite’s and I take off the blanket on the bed and go to the closet to get another one.
The room actually has a fireplace with match strikes and wood.
I start a fire then we both lay down. Within ten seconds we both pass out.
I wake up and look at my phone and it looks like we were both passed out for close to 20 hours.
We are both still weak, so we nibble on more crackers.
I decide to go back to the pool and I bring an empty water pitcher with me.
I fill the water pitcher and grab some protein rich food.
None of the food smells rancid when we open it, so we just devour as much as possible.
We stay in bed for two more days.
Neither of us are in a rush to go anywhere.
The room is just so tranquil and nice.
We both talk about how this is so much better than working everyday in NYC just to pay the rent with having no end in sight.
We figure the military must have used this area for weapons testing and training which probably ended sometime in the late 1980’s judging by the MRE’s that were just left here.
We were in no rush to go anywhere. We both figured that if someone we knew wanted to find us then they would try to retrace our flight from Gina’s emails.
It’s been two years now. We both wake up every morning to walk around the resort.
We cleaned up the inside of the resort as much as possible.
I even found some replacement windows in a shed.
I kind of hope that we’re never found though Gina sometimes gets homesick.
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2020.11.17 17:33 mtp6921 The flight that I was glad that we took.

My wife Gina and I have been married for a year now and we knew each other for two years prior to getting married.
We are both currently able to work from home for our software development jobs.
My wife has an Aunt Janet who she hasn’t seen in over a year since she moved to Butte Montana, so two weeks before Thanksgiving we were planning on taking a flight from NYC to Denver and then a connecting flight to Bozeman, Montana.
Gina and I were heavily in debt from both of us graduating from NYU, so on top of our high priced Manhattan apartment we really had no extra income.
However, Gina’s Aunt Janet stressed that all we needed to do was pay the airfare and she would take care of the rest.
Because we were flying out of season the flights to Bozeman, Montana were dirt cheap.
We left La Guardia airport at 1:00 pm and we arrived in Denver at 5:00 pm, then we got on a connecting flight to Bozeman.
The connecting flight was the smallest airplane that I have ever been on. At most 20 people could fit on it and to top it off we were the only ones on the plane.
The flight was supposed to be a little over an hour, but instead it took us two and a half hours to get there. The lone flight attendant blamed it on the weather and the pilot having to change the flight course.
As we were getting close, we thought it was really odd that we didn’t see any houses. Bozeman looked like nothing that we saw online, but both Gina and I shrugged it off thinking that because we were on a plane perhaps the town of Bozeman was on the other side of the plane which we just couldn’t see.
Both Gina and I have never been outside of New York besides our honeymoon in Florida, so besides our online research we knew nothing about the Midwest.
We got off the plane via stairs on the runway. A lone man greeted us and then led Gina and I into a single room structure that kind of resembled a typical McDonald’s.
The lone man unloaded our luggage then handed the luggage to us.
The same man unloaded a bunch of packages from our plane onto a box truck, then he drove away.
The plane took off shortly after the truck left.
At this point it’s close to 8:00 pm in New York time which would be 6:00 pm in Montana time, which we assumed because our cell phones had no service.
Gina told her Aunt Janet via email that we would be in Bozeman at around 5:00 pm central time so we were at least an hour late.
As we stood in this one room structure, I said to Gina “isn’t this odd that there is no other person here but us?”
Gina replied “Well where here later in the day and we both never heard of Bozeman before this trip, so I’m guessing not to many people come here.”
Then I replied “Right, but this is one of the airports that services Yellowstone. So this single building that we’re standing in is supposed to serve the tens of thousands of people who go come through Yellowstone every year?”
Gina responded “Perhaps, but I really have no idea. Compared to La Guardia, Denver or Orlando this airport is essentially non existent.”
I responded “There’s no welcome to Bozeman or Montana signs! Where would people go to rent a car?”
Gina said “John, I just don’t know but I’m sure my Aunt will be here at any moment.”
I looked around the structure and said “Boy there is sure a lot of cob webs and dust? There’s only one counter that looks like it was built in the 1950’s”
Gina responded angrily “John you keep on pointing these things out to me that I don’t have the answers too. When we were in Denver we got on the flight to Bozeman right?”
John replied “Yeah that’s what the digital sign said at the terminal and the lone flight attendant looked at our tickets before we boarded!”
Gina replied still angry “So I know as much as you know. This is late November and people go to Yellowstone in the summer so perhaps they just let this airport sit and rot until next summer.”
I responded “If you say so but I don’t think this has been used by anyone in over 30 years.”
Gina now crying responds “You know maybe this is just a smaller airport outside of Bozeman. Do you remember we were researching flights and most cities have smaller less known airports not far from the bigger airport.”
I responded “Perhaps!”
Gina then said “My Aunt has our flight information. She told me which flight to book so she’ll find us one way or another or at least I hope.”
I look around and I see no phones. I don’t think this building has electricity.
We both go outside and I say “So much for the Mountains in Montana hay?”
Gina responds “Yeah and it feels like it’s close to 80 degrees. I guess where in a warm spell. I’m going to take off my sweatshirt.”
I take a 360 degree view and I don’t see any mountains and all I really see is baron land. There is one road that I see that looks like it hadn’t been resurfaced in over 50 years with vegetation growing out of its cracks.
I say “I really just don’t know.”
Gina responds “Lets just wait a while for my Aunt to arrive before we start panicking.”
An hour goes bye and there’s no sign of Gina’s Aunt or anybody else.
I say to Gina “There ain’t nobody coming!”
Gina says “Give my Aunt more time or maybe a police man will show up or somebody else.”
I respond “Look at this place. There’s no electricity or running water. There’s nothing. This place has been abandoned well before we were born. This place isn’t on any police radar”
Gina says “Well why did the plane take us here from Denver?”
I said “I have no idea. Where both inexperienced flyers, so maybe we got on the wrong plane or maybe the flight attendant and pilot purposely tricked us to think we were going to Bozeman. I think where in a desert somewhere. Hopefully, in the United States and not Mexico, but I have no idea. Typically drug smugglers bring stuff from South to North and we went North to South, so I have no idea what those packages were that guy in the box truck took, but obviously he knew the plane was coming."
Gina responds "So what do we do?"
I say "If you ask me that plane left us here to die. It seems like they just needed unsuspecting tourist to take off from Denver. I don't know if they needed passengers to seem viable or what? But anyways it’s getting late and the temperature must have dropped 30 degrees. I guess where going to have to stay in this building for the night.”
Gina says “Where here? I’m not staying in this building. Do you feel how cold it’s gotten in here?”
I respond “We have no choice. Look how dark it is outside. We have no idea if the next house is five miles or 50 miles. We have a granola bar and one bag of chips. We’ll just stay in this building huddled over there in the corner until morning.”
Gina says “This place is fucking gross. All I smell is animal piss and shit on top of mold!.”
I say “I think it’s safer in here versus outside but I don’t know what animal is living in here and I don’t know what animals are out there.”
Gina is now sobbing crying.
I look around the building and find what looks like a hunting knife.
On top of the lack of food all we have is two bottles of water that the “Flight Attendant” gave us.
We are now huddled in the corner with our clothes that we are trying to use as blankets.
I try to lighten up the mood and say “at least we’ll have a good story to tell!”
Gina responds “What good is it if we’re both dead!”
We both stay huddled next to each other all night. The temperature inside the building felt like it was in the 30’s.
We would hear animal movements in the walls and above the ceiling and each time I would hold my knife tighter.
We didn’t sleep at all and now the sun is starting to come up. We both feel horrible from the cold weather and the lack of sleep.
I suggest to Gina “Why don’t we start walking?”
With an absolute miserable facial expression, Gina responds “Fine, let’s walk!”
With the weather still being cold, I figured that we should be fine with our limited water, for a while, until the full sun comes out.
It was so cold inside the building that we decided to leave the same clothes on and not get changed.
We leave most of the stuff we packed in the building besides the limited food, water, our ID’s, money, and the knife.
Both Gina and I walk on the road that leads to the single strip airport.
The temperature feels like it’s in the low 40’s.
About 20 minutes later we get to the end of the road and now we have to make a decision to eitherturn left or right. There are no signs and just an old wooden post where a sign probably once stood.
We both look in both directions and I say “This has to be the desert! Look at the cactus over there.”
Gina says “Yeah, I don’t know much about Montana but I doubt they have cactus like this in Montana!”
I respond “Yeah, the cactus are really neat looking. Do you remember watching cartoons where those types of cactus had water in them when they were cut open?”
Gina responded “Yes, but I’m not sure if they actually do have water in them or if it was just cartoon antics. Anyways, Do you think we should go left or right?”
I respond “I don’t know I don’t see anything in either direction besides the desert. The road looks as equally as beat up in both direction. So why don’t you just guess?”
Gina responds “I have no idea which way to go. Just pick a direction and I’ll just follow you.”
I replied “Ok, lets just go to the right.”
We walked on the road that looked like maybe one car a year drove on. The desert vegetation took over what ever cracks were in the road.
There was just absolutely nothing besides clay like dirt, sand, cactus and an occasional hill in all directions.
It has been nearly three hours and we still see nothing. We walk about a half hour more and I say “What the fuck!” As the road abruptly ends.
Then I say “Why did someone build a road that leads to nowhere?”
Gina is now hysterically crying and the temperature is starting to warm up.
Gina says “Oh God what do we do now?”
I say “I don’t know but where going have to turn back around. Let’s just walk for another hour then where going to have to find shade somewhere.”
Gina responds “fine.”
We turn around which was just completely destroyed our morale.
Gina is not at all happy and looks completely drained.
The sun is starting to beat down on us and I say “If you see anything that resembles shade we’ll stop and rest then.”
As we continue to walk we see nothing that resembled shade.
Gina says “Can we just stop?”
I respond “OK, fine.”
We sit down next to the beat up road and the ground is a cross between sand and clay.
We try to conserve the water by just taking small sips of what we have left. We decide to split the granola bar, which leaves us with just a bag of chips left.
I say to Gina “How is possible that with all of the tens of thousands of flights that occur daily, we get on the one flight, where the airline leaves us in the middle of nowhere with the intent to possibly try to kill us?”
Gina responds “yeah it does sound odd, but then again maybe things like this happen and it doesn’t get reported because the people just die?”
I respond “Yeah that sounds reassuring!”
Then I say “Did you find this flight itinerary on your own or did your Aunt tell you to book it?”
Gina responds “Aunt Janet strongly suggested for me to book this flight.”
Then I said “Doesn’t that seem a little odd?”
Gina said “A little, but I grew up with my Aunt and she wouldn’t do anything to harm me.”
Then I say “Well didn’t your mother and aunt have a fallen out with each other?”
Gina said “Yeah, but that was years ago and we always maintained a good relationship.”
I reply “I don’t know. This situation seems really odd. What does she do to make money?”
Gina responded “I’m not really sure. She met her current boyfriend online and she decided to uproot her life and move to Montana. I don’t know anything about her boyfriend.”
Then I say “When was the last time you actually talked to your Aunt on the phone?”
Gina responded “John, you know that I avoid talking on the phone at any cost, so I’m not sure the last time I actually talked to my aunt was! We just communicate through texts and emails.”
Then I responded “That’s interesting! So there’s a chance you may have been corresponding with someone pretending to be your aunt?”
Gina responds “Up until you just suggesting it, I never thought about that. I just assumed I was communicating with my aunt.”
I responded “The problem is that besides your aunt, nobody knows we took this trip. You didn’t tell your mother because you didn’t want your mother to know that we would be with your aunt and I didn’t tell my parents because I didn’t want to get lectured for spending money we didn’t have. My awful job will just think that I quit if I don’t return, so really nobody knows we took these flights besides your ‘aunt!’ If that was even your aunt that you were communicating with.”
Gina responded “Yeah, up until being stranded in this desert I really didn’t think of telling people that we took a flight. I didn’t think it really mattered. I hope we don’t end up like those people who die and then they can’t be identified because no one ever reported them missing.”
Then I respond “oh God, I hope not!”
After a few minutes of sitting on the ground, we both decide to lay down facing the opposite direction of the sun and then we both dozed off.
About three hours later, we both wake up and I say “I can’t believe we were able to doze off like that!”
Gina responded “Yeah, but I guess we were just so tired. My mouth is just so dry. Let’s take another drink.”
I respond “that’s fine.”
We decide to just stay put for a while. We were sweating a little from just sitting so we didn’t want to dehydrate ourselves even more by walking. Hours went bye and eventually the weather started to cool off, so I said “Come on let’s start walking again.”
So we walked and walked. Eventually we got back to where we started and continued past the abandoned airport.
The weather started to get colder and colder. Our feet were hurting but we didn’t want to stand still in the cold.
We literally walked three hours then turned around, then walked more, then we took a long break from the hot sun and now it’s been another eight hours of walking. It’s now 1:00 am central time I estimated from my cell phone.
The dead silence is extremely eerie. We have seen no evidence of people since the crew on the plane and the unknown guy.
It’s just so dark out. There is no moon. The stars are our main source of light. We occasionally use our cell phones for light, but we both know that we need to conserve their batteries.
911 hasn't worked. Both of our phones attempt to find a signal when we dial 911, but the calls don’t go through.
It's just too cold to stop. Our feet and legs say stop but we know we might freeze to death if we do.
We are both starving. With every step we take our stomachs remind us that we haven't eaten anything substantial in over a day, as we continue to burn calories.
We just walk and walk slowly and without any type of vigor. We both realize that it's unlikely that we will come across any signs of life, but we stay moving so we don't freeze.
Eventually, we start to see on the right side of the sky, the sky is starting to get a little bit brighter and I say “The sun must be rising over there, so that must be East.”
Gina responded “What fucking difference does it make what direction East is? Listen I’m stopping now or my feet will fall off!”
I say “OK let’s sit down and lets eat the chips.”
As we attempt to sit down we both make painful agonizing noises, because our legs are stiff from exhaustion and a lack of nutrients.
We both share the chips and my legs felt a little bit better from what I guess was from the salt on the chips.
We have less than a half bottle of water and no food left. I know that we are going to die sooner than later. We have no food and our bodies are continually burning calories from the cold at night and the walking. The sun is so hot during the day and we are only left with a few sips of water.
I now know that we just have a few hours left to live if we decide to keep moving but we really have no choice. We will either die walking or die sitting on the side of the road.
We both doze off from pure exhaustion. We both wake up and then just close our eyes again. Neither of our bodies want to move.
The temperature is starting to become warmer.
I say “Come on we have to walk before the sun starts to become too intense.”
Gina says “I can’t. Let’s just sit here.”
I said “we have to move again. There no one coming to rescue us. If we have to sleep tonight in the cold we’ll freeze to death.”
Gina said “fine.”
We both can’t get up from a sitting position as we continuously try. Our muscles and joints hurt. I get on all fours and yell out in pure agony as I rise to my feet. I attempt to help Gina up which makes my muscles hurt even more.
We walk for another hour. We both look like wounded soldiers coming off the front line.
I can feel every step. We only have a capful of water left to share.
I see a cactus and say “let’s see if it has any water inside of it. I stab the cactus towards the bottom and pull my knife out. I can tell the knife is moist when I pull it out, so I now know there’s water in the cactus.
I carve out an opening and use the plastic water bottle to scoop up as much water as possible.
It seems like there’s a good amount of water, so we both guzzle down the water which taste absolutely terrible, but at least it’s wet.
We both drink about a bottle’s worth of water each, which gave us a little hope, but I know the lack of calories is going to kill us.
It’s one thing if we were drifting in the middle of the ocean expending little effort, but with each step we take we are burning fuel and our muscles are wasting away.
We have no choice, so we continue to slowly move.
The sun is getting hotter, but I don’t want to stop for the fear of the cold that will eventually come.
Our legs don’t want to bend anymore. It hurts every time our hamstrings contract. We are almost to the point like where walking on peg legs.
Gina is continually whimpering which I block out because I’m fighting with myself to keep moving. My shoulders are hurting so bad from my arms swinging back and forth.
I always thought I could survive being stranded in the desert, but I know that death is near.
I know we are both going to collapse from a lack of calories at anytime.
Gina is making a moaning noises as she attempts to walk. I don’t want to look at her because it will hurt my neck if I look over, but at least I can still hear her.
I start to hear Gina whimper “I have to stop. I have to stop.”
Over and over again.
I tell her in a painful raspy voice that “if we stop we die. We have no shelter and the freezing weather will kill us tonight. There has to be something. We have to be close to something. Let’s try to make it over that hill in front of us and then we should be able to see something.”
Then I think to myself that was just wishful thinking. We haven’t seen anything since we left the abandoned airport. Not a highway sign or even a highway marker. Nothing at all. It was like this road was built, then abandoned the next day.
We continue to slowly pull ourselves forward in a shuffle like gait.
Our muscles are in just agonizing pain without food and especially without salt.
I know Gina wants to collapse and I’m not too far from doing the same. I hope a car will pass bye then I say to myself why would it?
The guy who drove the box truck away from the abandoned airport probably wouldn’t stop for us even if he came back this way so there’s really no hope of any vehicle coming.
The sun is making us sweat which is further draining our electrolytes.
We finally make it up the hill on the road.
Both Gina and I look ahead in the distance to to see if there is anything. The sun is so bright that I have to squint to see.
I swear I see some type of structures and a road sign ahead.
I get a small boast of adrenaline from the hope of something being in front of us in the near distance.
I know this is our last hope. I start to shuffle my feet a little bit faster to see what the man made things are. Gina can barely move so I start to pull out in front of her.
As I get closer, I start to make out a dilapidated sign that has fallen apart. I can make out “The desert resort” which looks like it was put up sometime in the 1950’s.
The resort is in horrible disarray. It looks like it has been abandoned for decades.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
There are a bunch of row boats and canoes that can barely be seen from being buried from the sand drifts, where I assume a small lake used to be.
The circular fashion where the boats currently sit make it obvious that there was once a lake there that had completely dried up years ago.
The resort is huge. It’s just one big building that probably could house over 200 guest in It’s heyday, but now it has been left to rot in the desert.
I wait for Gina who is besides me and she says “What the hell is this place?”
We both get a boost of energy from whatever hope lies within the old resort.
I’m trying to stay positive but deep down I think to myself what’s going to be inside an old abandoned resort that probably hasn’t had a guest well before I’ve been born?
We cautiously go inside. The front lobby is huge with a grand ceiling that is probably 25 feet high.
There’s a check in counter that still has a metal call bell on top of it.
The building has a bunch of sand in it from the broken windows.
The place smells of animal waste and mold.
I know I have to find food. If I sit down I’m not going to want to get up.
I see a sign pointing to the restaurant so I head in that direction as Gina sits on a wooden bench in the lobby.
The hallway to the restaurant is dark. The only light is coming through the sparse windows.
I get close to the dining area and I see row after row of empty chairs and tables.
My whole body is aching from overuse and being calorie delinquent.
I head back to the kitchen area and I see nothing but empty shelves.
I now have a very sinking feeling that the end for Gina and I is near without food.
I go back to tell Gina that the kitchen has no food.
Gina drops her head in defeat after I tell her.
I don’t want to sit for fear that I won’t be able to get up.
I say to Gina “Let me look around to see if there are any storage rooms that might have food.”
Gina replies “What’s the sense it’s all going to be old and rotten.”
Then I say “I’m so hungry I can eat a rat right now.”
So I painfully walk through the resort. I look into some of the guest rooms and think to myself at least we will be able to die in comfort.
I look in every lounge and every storage room and every thing is empty.
I’m heading back towards Gina to tell her the grave news regarding the lack of food and our eventual demise.
I see a sign for the indoor pool and my body aches so bad that I don’t want to walk anymore, but I convince myself to go.
As I get closer to the pool, I see the pool has hundreds of boxes in the dried out pool.
I also see a large water container.
As I get closer to the boxes I say out loud “This can’t be. I can’t believe thIs.”
The boxes are marked “Meal Ready to Eat - Food” and I start to cry in absolute glee.
I painfully walk into the pool and pick up the first box and notice that it’s really lite.
I open it up with a knife and discover that it’s filled with saltine crackers.
I yell out like I just struck oil.
The box has a military manufactures date of 1989, but I don’t care. The crackers look fine
I bring a few sleeves of crackers over to Gina.
Gina see’s them and she is trying her best to smile.
I stand next to Gina and we both take small bites from the crackers.
Some of the pain starts to go away as I eat.
We now have a renewed lease on life especially after I tell her there’s years worth of military MRE’s in pool.
I help Gina up off the bench and I tell her that we should go to one of the honeymoon suites.
We make our way into one of the suite’s and I take off the blanket on the bed and go to the closet to get another one.
The room actually has a fireplace with match strikes and wood.
I start a fire then we both lay down. Within ten seconds we both pass out.
I wake up and look at my phone and it looks like we were both passed out for close to 20 hours.
We are both still weak, so we nibble on more crackers.
I decide to go back to the pool and I bring an empty water pitcher with me.
I fill the water pitcher and grab some protein rich food.
None of the food smells rancid when we open it, so we just devour as much as possible.
We stay in bed for two more days.
Neither of us are in a rush to go anywhere.
The room is just so tranquil and nice.
We both talk about how this is so much better than working everyday in NYC just to pay the rent with having no end in sight.
We figure the military must have used this area for weapons testing and training which probably ended sometime in the late 1980’s judging by the MRE’s that were just left here.
We were in no rush to go anywhere. We both figured that if someone we knew wanted to find us then they would try to retrace our flight from Gina’s emails.
It’s been two years now. We both wake up every morning to walk around the resort.
We cleaned up the inside of the resort as much as possible.
I even found some replacement windows in a shed.
I kind of hope that we’re never found though Gina sometimes gets homesick.
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2020.11.17 16:38 Arizona-Cardinals NOTES FROM THE CARDINALS 32-30 WIN VS. BUFFALO (11/15/20)

• The Cardinals earned a thrilling and unforgettable come-from-behind 32-30 victory over the Buffalo Bills on Sunday. With the win, Arizona improved to 6-3 on the season and is off to its best start through nine games since going 7-2 in 2015.
• With seven games remaining in 2020, the Cardinals have already eclipsed their win total from last season (5).

ANOTHER FRANTIC FINISH AT STATE FARM STADIUM

• The Cardinals last-second victory over Buffalo on Sunday capped a three-game home stand that featured:
• All three games decided by 3 points or fewer
• A win vs. Seattle in Week 7 in which the Cardinals never led until the game-winning FG with 0:15 remaining in OT.
• A Week 10 victory over Buffalo that featured two go-ahead TD catches in the final 0:34 of regulation and a game-winning 43-yard
• Hail Mary TD with 0:02 remaining.
• 11 total lead changes
• 19 points scored in the final 0:30 of the 4th QtOT
• 11 Cardinals TDs
• 11 Opponent TDs
• 8 Cardinals FGs
• 7 Opponent FGs (including 5 FGs of 50+ yards)
According to the Elias Sports Bureau, the Cardinals victory over the Bills on Sunday marks just the second time in the last 60 years that a game featured multiple go-ahead passing TDs in the final 0:40 seconds of regulation. Bills WR Stefon Diggs had a 21-yard TD catch with 0:34 remaining that gave the Bills a 30-26 lead. Four plays later Cardinals WR DeAndre Hopkins brought down a 43-yard TD on a Hail Mary pass from QB Kyler Murray with just 0:02 remaining.
The only other game in that 60-year span came on 10/29/61 in an Eagles 27-24 victory at Washington. After Washington took a 24-20 lead with 0:40 remaining on a 7-yard TD pass from Norm Snead to Jim Cunningham, Philadelphia struck back with a 41-yard TD pass from Sonny Jurgensen to Tommy McDonald with 0:12 remaining for a 27-24 win.
• Murray’s 43-yard TD pass to Hopkins on Sunday was the first go-ahead Hail Mary in the 4th quarter since 12/3/15 when Green Bay QB Aaron Rodgers threw a game-winning 61-yard TD to TE Richard Rodgers as time expired to give the Packers a 27-23 victory over Detroit.
• Sunday’s game marked the first time the Cardinals won a game on a TD pass on the final scrimmage play of regulation since Josh McCown’s 28-yard TD pass to WR Nate Poole as time expired on 12/29/03 vs. Minnesota. That TD gave the Cards an 18-17 win and knocked the Vikings out of postseason contention on the final day of the regular season.

A THREE-WAY TIE FOR FIRST IN THE NFC WEST

• Arizona’s win on Sunday – coupled with the Rams victory over Seattle – puts those three teams in a tie for first place in the NFC West heading into their Thursday night showdown at Seattle in Week 11.

2020 NFC West Standings

Team W L PF PA Hm Road Div Conf
Arizona 6 3 266 210 3-2 3-1 2-0 4-2
L.A. Rams 6 3 216 168 4-0 2-3 1-1 6-1
Seattle 6 3 290 266 4-0 2-3 1-2 4-2
San Francisco 4 6 238 234 1-4 3-2 1-2 2-5
• With a 6-3 record, the Cardinals .667 winning percentage is tied for fourth in the NFC.

NFC Leaders - Win Percentage (2020)

Rnk Team Pct. W-L
1t Green Bay .778 7-2
1t New Orleans .778 7-2
3 Tampa Bay .700 7-3
4t Arizona .667 6-3
4t Seattle .667 6-3
4t L.A. Rams .667 6-3

KINGSBURY’S OFFENSE CONTINUES ON A HISTORIC PACE

• The Cardinals put up 32 points and 453 total yards in the win over Buffalo on Sunday. It marks the 11th time – and seventh time this season – that Arizona reached 400+ total yards in 25 games under head coach Kliff Kingsbury. Arizona reached 400+ yards just once in the 32 games over the two seasons combined (2017-18) prior to his arrival.
Arizona ranks #1 in the NFL averaging 425.4 total yards per game in 2020.

NFL Leaders – Total Offense (2020)

Rnk Team Yds/G
1 Arizona 425.4
2 Kansas City 409.0
3 Seattle 405.9
4 L.A. Chargers 403.7
5 Atlanta 396.8
• Through nine games, the Cardinals have 3,829 total net yards on offense (2,309 passing; 1,520 rushing). Arizona’s 3,929 total yards represent the highest total in franchise history through the first nine games of a season.

Franchise History – Most Yards Thru 9 Games

Rnk Year Yds
1 2020 3,829
2 1984 3,796
3 2015 3,970
4 1948 3,731
5 2008 2,469
The Cardinals are just the second team in NFL history to have 2,300+ passing yards and 1,500+ rushing yards through the first nine games of a season, joining the 1951 L.A. Rams (2,451 passing; 1,697 rushing).
Arizona’s seven games with 400+ total yards this season lead the NFL.

NFL Leaders – Games w/ 400+ Total Yards (2020)

Rnk Team Gms
1 Arizona 7
2t Green Bay 5
2t Kansas City 5
2t L.A. Rams 5
2t L.A. Chargers 5
2t Seattle 5

CARDS SET FRANCHISE RECORD WITH 12TH CONSECUTIVE GAME SCORING 21+ POINTS

Sunday’s victory over the Bills (32 points) was the 12th consecutive game the Cardinals have scored at least 21 points. That is the longest streak in franchise history.

Franchise Record - Consecutive Games Scoring 21+ Pts

Rnk Year(s) Gms
1 2019-20 12
2 1983-84 11
3t 2007-08 10
3t 1948-49 10
5 1975-76 9
• Only two teams have longer active streaks than Arizona.

Consecutive Games Scoring 21+ Pts (Active)

Rnk Team Gms
1 Kansas City 20
2 New Orleans 16
3 Arizona 12
4 Pittsburgh 9
5 Miami 8
• The Cardinals have scored 21+ points in 19 of 25 games under Kingsbury. Arizona scored 21+ points in an NFL-low 9 games in the two seasons prior to his arrival (2017-18).
The win over Buffalo marked the fifth consecutive outing in which the Cardinals scored 30+ points. That is the longest streak in franchise history, surpassing the previous record of four straight (Games 3-6 in 1988).
Arizona's streak of five consecutive games with 30+ points is also the longest active streak in the NFL.

NFL Leaders - Consecutive Games w/ 30+ Points (Active)

Rnk Team Gms
1 Arizona 5
2 Kansas City 3
3t Buffalo 2
3t Las Vegas 2
• Arizona has scored 266 points in 2020. That represents the fifth-highest total in franchise history through the first nine games of a season.

Franchise Record – Points Thru 1st 9 Games

Rnk Year Pts
1 2015 302
1 1948 301
3 1984 275
4 1949 267
5 2020 266

FIFTH IN A ROW WITH 400+ YARDS AND 30+ POINTS

• The Cardinals win over Buffalo (453 total yards; 32 points) marks the fifth consecutive game in which the Cardinals have put up 30+ points and 400+ total yards of offense. That is the longest streak in franchise history and the longest for any team in the league since Denver set an NFL record with 30/400 in 10 consecutive games in 2012-13.
Only four teams in NFL history had more consecutive games with 30/400 than the Cardinals current streak.

NFL Record – Consecutive Games w/ 30+ Points & 400+ Total Yards

Rnk Team Gms Year(s)
1 Denver 10 2012
2 New England 9 2006-07
3 StL Rams 8 1999-00
4 New England 6 2011
5t Arizona 5 2020
5t San Francisco 5 1994
5t Oakland 5 1968
5t Philadelphia 5 1953

THE NFL’S BEST RUSHING ATTACK

• The Cardinals ran for 217 yards and two TDs on 35 carries (6.2 avg.) in the win over Buffalo on Sunday. Through nine games, Arizona has rushed for 1,520 yards and 15 TDs on 288 carries (5.3 avg.). In addition to having the NFL’s #1 ranked offense, the Cardinals also have the NFL’s #1 ranked rushing attack. Arizona leads the NFL averaging 168.9 rushing yards per game in 2020.

NFL Leaders – Rushing Yards/Game (2020)

Rnk Team Yds/Gm
1 Arizona 168.9
2 Baltimore 164.0
2 New England 161.1
3 Minnesota* 160.4
5 Cleveland 159.0
*Plays on MNF in Week 10
In addition to leading the NFL in rushing yards per game this season, the Cardinals are tied for the NFL lead with 15 rushing TDs and rank second in the NFL with a 5.28 rushing average.

NFL Leaders – Rushing TDs (2020) NFL Leaders – Rushing Average (2020)

Rnk Team TDs Rnk Team Avg.
1t Arizona 15 1 Minnesota* 5.46
1t San Francisco 15 2 Arizona 5.28
3t New England 14 3 Cleveland 5.13
3t L.A. Rams 14 4 Philadelphia 5.12
5 Minnesota* 13 5 Baltimore 5.02
*Plays on MNF in Week 10 *Plays on MNF in Week 10
• The Cardinals have rushed for 100+ yards in all nine games this season. The 2020 season marks just the second time (1984) in the last 60 years (1961-20) that the Cardinals rushed for 100+ yards in each of the first nine games of a season.
Yesterday’s game was the second time this season – and fifth time in 25 games under Kingsbury – that the Cardinals rushed for 200+ yards in a game. Arizona had 200+ rushing yards in a game just five times in the previous 15 seasons combined (2004-18) prior to Kingsbury’s arrival.

DEFENSE CLAMPS DOWN IN THE SECOND HALF

• After the Bills scored on each of their four first half possessions on Sunday (TD, 3 FG), the Cardinals defense held Buffalo scoreless on six of their eight drives in the second half. Arizona’s defense recorded a pair of INTs and also forced four Buffalo punts in the second half to help the team overcome a 14-point deficit.
• Of Buffalo’s six scoring drives (3 TD; 3 FG) on Sunday, just two covered more than 40 yards. Only one of the Bills’ eight second half drives covered 45+ yards.

MURRAY LEADS ARIZONA TO SIXTH WIN WITH THREE TOUCHDOWNS VS. BUFFALO

• QB Kyler Murray had another tremendous all-around performance in leading the Cardinals to a come-from-behind win over the Bills on Sunday. He completed 22-of-32 pass attempts (68.8%) for 245 yards and a TD, while also rushing for 61 yards and two TDs on 11 carries. All three of his TDs came in the final 21 minutes of regulation.
• With his performance against Buffalo, Murray continued his record-breaking season as both a passer and runner. Yesterday’s outing was Murray’s eighth game with both a passing and rushing TD in 2020. That is tied for the most in a single season in NFL history.
Murray is the first player in NFL history to accomplish the feat eight times in the first nine games of a season.

NFL Record – Games w/ Pass & Rush TDs (Season)

Rnk Player (Team) Gms Year
1t Kyler Murray (AZ) 8 2020
1t Cam Newton (Car) 8 2011
1t Daunte Culpepper (Min) 8 2002
1t Steve Grogan (NE) 8 1976
5t Cam Newton (Car) 7 2015
5t Michael Vick (Phi) 7 2010
5t Kordell Stewart (Pit) 7 1997
Sunday’s win over Buffalo was Murray’s fifth consecutive game with both a passing and rushing TD. That is the longest streak in NFL history.

NFL Record - Consecutive Games w/ Pass & Rush TD

Rnk Player (Team) Gms Year
1 Kyler Murray (AZ) 5 2020
2t Michael Vick (Phi) 4 2010
2t Jim Hart (AZ) 4 1968
2t Jack Kemp (Buf) 4 1964-65
2t Jack Kemp (LAC) 4 1960
2t Y.A. Tittle (SF) 4 1957
2t Otto Graham (Cle) 4 1954
• Yesterday’s game was Murray’s ninth career outing with both a passing and rushing TD. In franchise history only Jim Hart (11) had more such performances. Murray has played 25 career games while Hart played in 199 games over 18 seasons with the Cardinals.

Franchise Record – Games w/ Rushing & Pass TD (Career)

Rnk Player (Years) Gms
1 Jim Hart (1966-83) 11
2t Kyler Murray (2019-20) 9
2t Ernie Nevers (1929-31) 8
4 Charley Johnson (1961-69) 7
5 Paul Christman (1945-49) 6
After rushing for 61 yards against the Bills on Sunday, Murray has 604 rushing yards in 2020. That represents a new franchise single-season record for rushing yards by QB, surpassing the mark he established as a rookie in 2019 (544). The previous record stood since 1951 and Murray has broken it twice in two seasons.

Franchise Record - Rushing Yards By QB (Season)

Rnk Player (Year) Yds
1 Kyler Murray (2020) 604
2 Kyler Murray (2019) 544
3 Charley Trippi (1951) 501
4 Timm Rosenbach (1990) 470
5 Charley Trippi (1952) 350
After rushing for two TDs against the Bills on Sunday, Murray now has 10 rushing TDs this season. Only five QBs in NFL history had more rushing TDs in a single season than Murray has through nine games in 2020.

NFL Record – Rushing TDs by Quarterback (Season)

Rnk Player (Team) TDs Year
1 Cam Newton (Car) 14 2011
2 Steve Grogan (NE) 12 1976
3t Kordell Stewart (Pit) 11 1997
3t Tobin Rote (GB) 11 1956
3t Johnny Lujack (Chi) 11 1950
6t Kyler Murray (AZ) 10 2020
6t Cam Newton (Car) 10 2015
6t Daunte Culpepper (Min) 10 2002
• Only four players in franchise history – regardless of position – had more rushing TDs in a season than Murray has through nine games in 2020.

Franchise Record – Rushing TDs (Season)

Rnk Player (Year) TDs
1 David Johnson (2016) 16
2 John David Crow (1962) 14
3 Ernie Nevers (1929) 12
4 MacArthur Lane (1970) 11
5t Kyler Murray (2020) 10
5t Beanie Wells (2011) 10
5t Tim Hightower (2008) 10
5t Donny Anderson (1973) 10
5t Johnny Roland (1967) 10
Sunday’s game was Murray’s fifth consecutive game with at least one rushing TD, tying the franchise record. He is the first QB in franchise history to rush for a TD in five consecutive games.

Franchise Record – Consecutive Games with Rushing TD

Rnk Player (Years) Gms
1t QB Kyler Murray (2020) 5*
1t RB Ottis Anderson (1983-84) 5
1t RB Jim Otis (1978) 5
1t RB Donny Anderson (1972-73) 5
1t RB MacArthur Lane (1970) 5
1t HB Elmer Angsman (1948) 5
*Active Streak
Only one QB in NFL history has rushed for a TD in more consecutive games. Murray is just the fourth QB in NFL history to rush for a TD in at least five consecutive games – and the first to do so since Green Bay’s Tobin Rote (5 straight) in 1956.

NFL Record – Consecutive Games w/ Rushing TD (QB)

Rnk Player (Year) Gms Year
1 Johnny Lujack (Chi) 6 1950
2t Kyler Murray (AZ) 5 2020
2t Tobin Rote (GB) 5 1956
2t Dutch Clark (Det) 5 1936
• Yesterday’s outing marked Murray’s second career game with multiple rushing TDs. He also had two in the Cardinals Week 2 victory over Washington earlier this season. Murray and Lamar McHan (2 in 1956) are the only QBs in franchise history to have multiple rushing TDs in a game more than once in a single season.

MURRAY’S ELITE NUMBERS IN FIRST 25 CAREER GAMES

• Yesterday’s win over Buffalo was Murray’s 25th career game. He is the first player in NFL history with 6,000+ passing yards and 1,100+ rushing yards in his first 25 career games. Below is a look at Murray’s stats through 25 starts:

Murray’s 1st 25 Career Games

Statistic Total
Passing Yards 6,097
Passing Touchdowns 37
Rushing Yards 1,148
Rushing Touchdowns 14
Total Pass & Rush Yards 7,245
Total Pass & Rush TDs 51
He also became just the fourth player in NFL history with 7,000+ total yards (pass & rush) and 50+ total TDs in his first 25 career games.

NFL History – 7,000+ Yds & 50+ TDs in 1st 25 Games (Pass & Rush)

Player (Team) Yds (Pass/Rush) TDs (Pass/Rush)
Kyler Murray (AZ) 7,245 (6,097/1,148) 51 (37/14)
Patrick Mahomes (KC) 8,371 (8,007/364) 70 (68/2)
Kurt Warner (StL) 7,133 (7,026/107) 60 (59/1)
Deshaun Watson (Hou) 7,156 (6,291/865) 57 (48/9)

HOPKINS HAULS IN GAME-WINNER ON HAIL MURRAY

• WR DeAndre Hopkins caught seven passes for 127 yards in the victory over the Bills, including the 43-yard game-winning TD with just 0:02 remaining in regulation. It was Hopkins fourth career game-winning TD catch in the 4th quarteOT and the first to come with under a minute left on the clock.

Hopkins Career Game-Winning TD Catches (4th QtOT)

Opponent Qtr Dist Time Remaining
11/15/20 vs. Buf 4 43 0:02
11/21/19 vs. Ind 4 4 12:34
11/16/15 @ Cin 4 22 14:20
9/15/13 vs. Ten OT 3 10:32
• Through nine games, Hopkins has 67 receptions for 861 yards and four TDs. He ranks second in the NFL in receiving yards and is tied for second in receptions. The only player ahead of him – Buffalo’s Stefon Diggs – has already played in 10 games.

NFL Leaders – Receptions (2020) NFL Leaders – Receiving Yards (2020)

Rnk Player (Team) Rec Gms Rnk Player (Team) Yds Gms
1 Stefon Diggs (Buf) 73 10 1 Stefon Diggs (Buf) 906 10
2t DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 67 9 2 DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 861 9
2t Alvin Kamara (NO) 67 9 3 DK Metcalf (Sea) 816 9
4 Keenan Allen (LAC) 65 9 4 Terry McLaurin (Was) 787 9
5 Robby Anderson (Car) 64 10 5 Robby Anderson (NYJ) 772 10
• Yesterday’s game was Hopkins 35th career 100-yard outing – and fifth in nine games with Arizona. No player in franchise history had more outings with 100+ receiving yards in the first nine games of a season than Hopkins has in 2020 (5).
• Dating back to his first NFL season in 2013, only two players have more 100-yard games than Hopkins.

NFL Leaders – Games with 100+ Receiving Yards (2013-20)

Rnk Player (Team) Gms
1 Julio Jones (Atl) 49
2 Antonio Brown (TB) 39
3 DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 35
4 T.Y. Hilton (Ind) 28
5t Odell Beckham (Cle) 26
5t Mike Evans (TB) 26
5t Keenan Allen (LAC) 26
• Dating back to 2017, Hopkins (22) and Atlanta’s Julio Jones (23) are the only players in the NFL with at least 20 games of 100+ receiving yards.
• Hopkins’ game-winning TD reception on Sunday was his 58th career TD catch. Dating back to Hopkins’ rookie season in 2013, only Antonio Brown (68) has more TD catches.

Active NFL Leaders – Receiving Touchdowns (2013-20)

Rnk Player (Team) TD
1 Antonio Brown (TB) 68
2 DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 58
3 Mike Evans (TB) 56
4 Jimmy Graham (Chi) 54
5 Davante Adams (GB) 53

FITZGERALD APPEARS IN 259TH CAREER GAME

• Sunday’s win over the Bills was WR Larry Fitzgerald’s 259th career game with the Cardinals. In NFL history, only six players have appeared in more games with a single team. The only offensive players in NFL history to appear in more games with a single team are OL Bruce Matthews (296 w/Titans) and QB Tom Brady (285 w/Patriots).

NFL Leaders - Games w/ Single Team (All-Time)

Rnk Player (Team) Games
1 K Jason Hanson (Det) 327
2 OL Bruce Matthews (Hou/Ten) 296
3 CB Darrell Green (Was) 295
4 QB Tom Brady (NE) 285
5 DE Jim Marshall (Min) 270
6 K Sebastian Janikowski (Oak) 268
7t WR Larry Fitzgerald (AZ)* 259
7t OL Jackie Slater (LAR) 259
9 LS David Binn (SD) 256
10t QB Brett Favre (GB) 255
10t TE Jason Witten (Dal) 255
• Yesterday’s game also marked Fitzgerald’s 93rd consecutive start dating back to 2014. That is the longest starting streak among active WRs and the fifth-longest active streak among offensive players in the NFL.
• After catching two passes yesterday against the Bills, Fitzgerald has at least one catch in 252 consecutive games, the second-longest streak in NFL history behind Jerry Rice (274 straight). Fitzgerald’s streak of 252 consecutive games with a catch is the longest in NFL history with a single team. Fitzgerald has at least one reception in 258 of 259 career games.

NFL Record - Consecutive Games with a Reception

Rnk Player (Years) Games Streak Dates
1 Jerry Rice (1985-2004) 274 12/9/85 – 9/12/04
2 Larry Fitzgerald (2004-) 252 11/7/04 – 11/15/20
3 Tony Gonzalez (2000-2013) 211 12/4/00 – 12/29/13
4 Marvin Harrison (1996-2008) 190 9/1/96 – 12/28/08
5 Hines Ward (1998-2010) 186 11/9/98 – 11/8/10
• Among active streaks, Fitzgerald’s run of 252 consecutive games with a reception is 121 more than the second-highest total (131 – Antonio Brown).

NFL Leaders - Consecutive Games with a Reception (Active Streaks)

Rnk Player (Team) Gms Date Streak Started
1 Larry Fitzgerald (AZ) 252 Nov. 7, 2004
2 Antonio Brown (TB) 131 Oct. 3, 2010
3 Julio Jones (Atl) 125 Dec. 4, 2011
4 Golden Tate (NYG) 123 Oct. 28, 2012
5 DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 119 Sept. 9, 2013

PETERSON HAULS IN 28TH CAREER INTERCEPTION AND 3RD OF 2020

• CB Patrick Peterson recorded the 28th INT of his career when he picked off a Josh Allen pass late in the third quarter on Sunday. Only five players in team history – including four Hall of Famers – have more career INTs than Peterson.

Franchise Record – Career Interceptions

Rnk Player (Years) INTs
1 Larry Wilson (1960-72)* 52
2 Aeneas Williams (1991-2000)* 46
3 Roger Wehrli (1969-82)* 40
4 Night Train Lane (1954-59)* 30
5 Pat Fischer (1961-67) 29
6 Patrick Peterson (2011-20) 28
7 Adrian Wilson (2001-12) 27
8 Kwamie Lassiter (1995-2002) 24
9 Norm Thompson (1971-76) 22
10t Jerry Davis (1948-51) 21
10t Ray Ramsey (1950-53) 21
*Hall of Fame Inductee
• Peterson’s INT of Allen was his third this season and second in three games. His three INTs in 2020 are the most for in a single season since he had three in 2016.
• Dating back to his rookie season in 2011, only three players in the NFL have more INTs than Peterson.

Active NFL Leaders – Interceptions (2011-20)

Rnk Player (Team) INTs
1 Richard Sherman (SF) 35
2 Marcus Peters (Bal) 30
3 Reggie Nelson (FA) 29
4 Patrick Peterson (AZ) 28
5t Stephon Gilmore (NE) 25
5t Earl Thomas (FA) 25
5t Tashaun Gipson (Chi) 25

DRAKE HITS THE CENTURY MARK AGAIN

• After missing last week’s game against Miami, RB Kenyan Drake returned to the lineup on Sunday vs. Buffalo and finished with a game-high 100 rushing yards on 16 carries (6.3 avg.). It was Drake’s seventh career 100-yard rushing performance, and his fifth in 16 games with Arizona. Combined with his 164-yard outing at Dallas in Week 6, Drake now has 100+ rushing yards in two of his last three games played.
• After posting 100+ rushing yards in a game just twice in 54 contests with the Dolphins, Drake now has five 100-yard outings in 16 games with the Cardinals. He has rushed for 100+ yards in four of his last 11 games

Drake’s Career Games with 100+ Rushing Yards

Rnk Team Yds Opponent
1 Arizona 166 12/22/19 at Seattle
2 Arizona 164 10/19/20 at Dallas
3 Arizona 137 12/15/19 vs. Cleveland
4 Miami 120 12/3/17 vs. Denver
5 Miami 114 12/11/17 vs. New England
6 Arizona 110 10/31/19 vs. San Francisco
7 Arizona 100 11/15/20 vs. Buffalo

GONZALEZ TIES CAREER HIGH AGAINST BUFFALO

• K Zane Gonzalez connected on FGs of 23, 42, 21 and 45 yards in the win over Buffalo on Sunday, tying his career high for FGs in a game. Yesterday’s game marked the third time in his career that Gonzalez has made four FGs in a game: 4 @ Cincinnati, 10/6/19; 4 vs. Detroit, 9/8/19. All three of those performances have come with the Cardinals.

KIRKPATRICK NABS PICK #2 OF 2020

• CB Dre Kirkpatrick recorded his second INT of the season when he picked off a Josh Allen pass with under five minutes remaining in the fourth quarter on Sunday. The ninth-year pro now has multiple INTs in a season for the fourth time in his career and for the first time since 2016 (3) with Cincinnati. Yesterday’s INT of Allen was Kirkpatrick’s 12th career INT.
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2020.11.17 05:58 WhatMyHeartHeld Game Notes Week 10

• The Cardinals earned a thrilling and unforgettable come-from-behind 32-30 victory over the Buffalo Bills on Sunday. With the win, Arizona improved to 6-3 on the season and is off to its best start through nine games since going 7-2 in 2015.
• With seven games remaining in 2020, the Cardinals have already eclipsed their win total from last season (5).

ANOTHER FRANTIC FINISH AT STATE FARM STADIUM

• The Cardinals last-second victory over Buffalo on Sunday capped a three-game home stand that featured:
• All three games decided by 3 points or fewer
• A win vs. Seattle in Week 7 in which the Cardinals never led until the game-winning FG with 0:15 remaining in OT.
• A Week 10 victory over Buffalo that featured two go-ahead TD catches in the final 0:34 of regulation and a game-winning 43-yard
• Hail Mary TD with 0:02 remaining.
• 11 total lead changes
• 19 points scored in the final 0:30 of the 4th QtOT
• 11 Cardinals TDs
• 11 Opponent TDs
• 8 Cardinals FGs
• 7 Opponent FGs (including 5 FGs of 50+ yards)
According to the Elias Sports Bureau, the Cardinals victory over the Bills on Sunday marks just the second time in the last 60 years that a game featured multiple go-ahead passing TDs in the final 0:40 seconds of regulation. Bills WR Stefon Diggs had a 21-yard TD catch with 0:34 remaining that gave the Bills a 30-26 lead. Four plays later Cardinals WR DeAndre Hopkins brought down a 43-yard TD on a Hail Mary pass from QB Kyler Murray with just 0:02 remaining.
The only other game in that 60-year span came on 10/29/61 in an Eagles 27-24 victory at Washington. After Washington took a 24-20 lead with 0:40 remaining on a 7-yard TD pass from Norm Snead to Jim Cunningham, Philadelphia struck back with a 41-yard TD pass from Sonny Jurgensen to Tommy McDonald with 0:12 remaining for a 27-24 win.
• Murray’s 43-yard TD pass to Hopkins on Sunday was the first go-ahead Hail Mary in the 4th quarter since 12/3/15 when Green Bay QB Aaron Rodgers threw a game-winning 61-yard TD to TE Richard Rodgers as time expired to give the Packers a 27-23 victory over Detroit.
• Sunday’s game marked the first time the Cardinals won a game on a TD pass on the final scrimmage play of regulation since Josh McCown’s 28-yard TD pass to WR Nate Poole as time expired on 12/29/03 vs. Minnesota. That TD gave the Cards an 18-17 win and knocked the Vikings out of postseason contention on the final day of the regular season.

A THREE-WAY TIE FOR FIRST IN THE NFC WEST

• Arizona’s win on Sunday – coupled with the Rams victory over Seattle – puts those three teams in a tie for first place in the NFC West heading into their Thursday night showdown at Seattle in Week 11.

2020 NFC West Standings

Team W L PF PA Hm Road Div Conf
Arizona 6 3 266 210 3-2 3-1 2-0 4-2
L.A. Rams 6 3 216 168 4-0 2-3 1-1 6-1
Seattle 6 3 290 266 4-0 2-3 1-2 4-2
San Francisco 4 6 238 234 1-4 3-2 1-2 2-5
• With a 6-3 record, the Cardinals .667 winning percentage is tied for fourth in the NFC.

NFC Leaders - Win Percentage (2020)

Rnk Team Pct. W-L
1t Green Bay .778 7-2
1t New Orleans .778 7-2
3 Tampa Bay .700 7-3
4t Arizona .667 6-3
4t Seattle .667 6-3
4t L.A. Rams .667 6-3

KINGSBURY’S OFFENSE CONTINUES ON A HISTORIC PACE

• The Cardinals put up 32 points and 453 total yards in the win over Buffalo on Sunday. It marks the 11th time – and seventh time this season – that Arizona reached 400+ total yards in 25 games under head coach Kliff Kingsbury. Arizona reached 400+ yards just once in the 32 games over the two seasons combined (2017-18) prior to his arrival.
Arizona ranks #1 in the NFL averaging 425.4 total yards per game in 2020.

NFL Leaders – Total Offense (2020)

Rnk Team Yds/G
1 Arizona 425.4
2 Kansas City 409.0
3 Seattle 405.9
4 L.A. Chargers 403.7
5 Atlanta 396.8
• Through nine games, the Cardinals have 3,829 total net yards on offense (2,309 passing; 1,520 rushing). Arizona’s 3,929 total yards represent the highest total in franchise history through the first nine games of a season.

Franchise History – Most Yards Thru 9 Games

Rnk Year Yds
1 2020 3,829
2 1984 3,796
3 2015 3,970
4 1948 3,731
5 2008 2,469
The Cardinals are just the second team in NFL history to have 2,300+ passing yards and 1,500+ rushing yards through the first nine games of a season, joining the 1951 L.A. Rams (2,451 passing; 1,697 rushing).
Arizona’s seven games with 400+ total yards this season lead the NFL.

NFL Leaders – Games w/ 400+ Total Yards (2020)

Rnk Team Gms
1 Arizona 7
2t Green Bay 5
2t Kansas City 5
2t L.A. Rams 5
2t L.A. Chargers 5
2t Seattle 5

CARDS SET FRANCHISE RECORD WITH 12TH CONSECUTIVE GAME SCORING 21+ POINTS

Sunday’s victory over the Bills (32 points) was the 12th consecutive game the Cardinals have scored at least 21 points. That is the longest streak in franchise history.

Franchise Record - Consecutive Games Scoring 21+ Pts

Rnk Year(s) Gms
1 2019-20 12
2 1983-84 11
3t 2007-08 10
3t 1948-49 10
5 1975-76 9
• Only two teams have longer active streaks than Arizona.

Consecutive Games Scoring 21+ Pts (Active)

Rnk Team Gms
1 Kansas City 20
2 New Orleans 16
3 Arizona 12
4 Pittsburgh 9
5 Miami 8
• The Cardinals have scored 21+ points in 19 of 25 games under Kingsbury. Arizona scored 21+ points in an NFL-low 9 games in the two seasons prior to his arrival (2017-18).
The win over Buffalo marked the fifth consecutive outing in which the Cardinals scored 30+ points. That is the longest streak in franchise history, surpassing the previous record of four straight (Games 3-6 in 1988).
Arizona's streak of five consecutive games with 30+ points is also the longest active streak in the NFL.

NFL Leaders - Consecutive Games w/ 30+ Points (Active)

Rnk Team Gms
1 Arizona 5
2 Kansas City 3
3t Buffalo 2
3t Las Vegas 2
• Arizona has scored 266 points in 2020. That represents the fifth-highest total in franchise history through the first nine games of a season.

Franchise Record – Points Thru 1st 9 Games

Rnk Year Pts
1 2015 302
1 1948 301
3 1984 275
4 1949 267
5 2020 266

FIFTH IN A ROW WITH 400+ YARDS AND 30+ POINTS

• The Cardinals win over Buffalo (453 total yards; 32 points) marks the fifth consecutive game in which the Cardinals have put up 30+ points and 400+ total yards of offense. That is the longest streak in franchise history and the longest for any team in the league since Denver set an NFL record with 30/400 in 10 consecutive games in 2012-13.
Only four teams in NFL history had more consecutive games with 30/400 than the Cardinals current streak.

NFL Record – Consecutive Games w/ 30+ Points & 400+ Total Yards

Rnk Team Gms Year(s)
1 Denver 10 2012
2 New England 9 2006-07
3 StL Rams 8 1999-00
4 New England 6 2011
5t Arizona 5 2020
5t San Francisco 5 1994
5t Oakland 5 1968
5t Philadelphia 5 1953

THE NFL’S BEST RUSHING ATTACK

• The Cardinals ran for 217 yards and two TDs on 35 carries (6.2 avg.) in the win over Buffalo on Sunday. Through nine games, Arizona has rushed for 1,520 yards and 15 TDs on 288 carries (5.3 avg.). In addition to having the NFL’s #1 ranked offense, the Cardinals also have the NFL’s #1 ranked rushing attack. Arizona leads the NFL averaging 168.9 rushing yards per game in 2020.

NFL Leaders – Rushing Yards/Game (2020)

Rnk Team Yds/Gm
1 Arizona 168.9
2 Baltimore 164.0
2 New England 161.1
3 Minnesota* 160.4
5 Cleveland 159.0
*Plays on MNF in Week 10
In addition to leading the NFL in rushing yards per game this season, the Cardinals are tied for the NFL lead with 15 rushing TDs and rank second in the NFL with a 5.28 rushing average.

NFL Leaders – Rushing TDs (2020) NFL Leaders – Rushing Average (2020)

Rnk Team TDs Rnk Team Avg.
1t Arizona 15 1 Minnesota* 5.46
1t San Francisco 15 2 Arizona 5.28
3t New England 14 3 Cleveland 5.13
3t L.A. Rams 14 4 Philadelphia 5.12
5 Minnesota* 13 5 Baltimore 5.02
*Plays on MNF in Week 10 *Plays on MNF in Week 10
• The Cardinals have rushed for 100+ yards in all nine games this season. The 2020 season marks just the second time (1984) in the last 60 years (1961-20) that the Cardinals rushed for 100+ yards in each of the first nine games of a season.
Yesterday’s game was the second time this season – and fifth time in 25 games under Kingsbury – that the Cardinals rushed for 200+ yards in a game. Arizona had 200+ rushing yards in a game just five times in the previous 15 seasons combined (2004-18) prior to Kingsbury’s arrival.

DEFENSE CLAMPS DOWN IN THE SECOND HALF

• After the Bills scored on each of their four first half possessions on Sunday (TD, 3 FG), the Cardinals defense held Buffalo scoreless on six of their eight drives in the second half. Arizona’s defense recorded a pair of INTs and also forced four Buffalo punts in the second half to help the team overcome a 14-point deficit.
• Of Buffalo’s six scoring drives (3 TD; 3 FG) on Sunday, just two covered more than 40 yards. Only one of the Bills’ eight second half drives covered 45+ yards.

MURRAY LEADS ARIZONA TO SIXTH WIN WITH THREE TOUCHDOWNS VS. BUFFALO

• QB Kyler Murray had another tremendous all-around performance in leading the Cardinals to a come-from-behind win over the Bills on Sunday. He completed 22-of-32 pass attempts (68.8%) for 245 yards and a TD, while also rushing for 61 yards and two TDs on 11 carries. All three of his TDs came in the final 21 minutes of regulation.
• With his performance against Buffalo, Murray continued his record-breaking season as both a passer and runner. Yesterday’s outing was Murray’s eighth game with both a passing and rushing TD in 2020. That is tied for the most in a single season in NFL history.
Murray is the first player in NFL history to accomplish the feat eight times in the first nine games of a season.

NFL Record – Games w/ Pass & Rush TDs (Season)

Rnk Player (Team) Gms Year
1t Kyler Murray (AZ) 8 2020
1t Cam Newton (Car) 8 2011
1t Daunte Culpepper (Min) 8 2002
1t Steve Grogan (NE) 8 1976
5t Cam Newton (Car) 7 2015
5t Michael Vick (Phi) 7 2010
5t Kordell Stewart (Pit) 7 1997
Sunday’s win over Buffalo was Murray’s fifth consecutive game with both a passing and rushing TD. That is the longest streak in NFL history.

NFL Record - Consecutive Games w/ Pass & Rush TD

Rnk Player (Team) Gms Year
1 Kyler Murray (AZ) 5 2020
2t Michael Vick (Phi) 4 2010
2t Jim Hart (AZ) 4 1968
2t Jack Kemp (Buf) 4 1964-65
2t Jack Kemp (LAC) 4 1960
2t Y.A. Tittle (SF) 4 1957
2t Otto Graham (Cle) 4 1954
• Yesterday’s game was Murray’s ninth career outing with both a passing and rushing TD. In franchise history only Jim Hart (11) had more such performances. Murray has played 25 career games while Hart played in 199 games over 18 seasons with the Cardinals.

Franchise Record – Games w/ Rushing & Pass TD (Career)

Rnk Player (Years) Gms
1 Jim Hart (1966-83) 11
2t Kyler Murray (2019-20) 9
2t Ernie Nevers (1929-31) 8
4 Charley Johnson (1961-69) 7
5 Paul Christman (1945-49) 6
After rushing for 61 yards against the Bills on Sunday, Murray has 604 rushing yards in 2020. That represents a new franchise single-season record for rushing yards by QB, surpassing the mark he established as a rookie in 2019 (544). The previous record stood since 1951 and Murray has broken it twice in two seasons.

Franchise Record - Rushing Yards By QB (Season)

Rnk Player (Year) Yds
1 Kyler Murray (2020) 604
2 Kyler Murray (2019) 544
3 Charley Trippi (1951) 501
4 Timm Rosenbach (1990) 470
5 Charley Trippi (1952) 350
After rushing for two TDs against the Bills on Sunday, Murray now has 10 rushing TDs this season. Only five QBs in NFL history had more rushing TDs in a single season than Murray has through nine games in 2020.

NFL Record – Rushing TDs by Quarterback (Season)

Rnk Player (Team) TDs Year
1 Cam Newton (Car) 14 2011
2 Steve Grogan (NE) 12 1976
3t Kordell Stewart (Pit) 11 1997
3t Tobin Rote (GB) 11 1956
3t Johnny Lujack (Chi) 11 1950
6t Kyler Murray (AZ) 10 2020
6t Cam Newton (Car) 10 2015
6t Daunte Culpepper (Min) 10 2002
• Only four players in franchise history – regardless of position – had more rushing TDs in a season than Murray has through nine games in 2020.

Franchise Record – Rushing TDs (Season)

Rnk Player (Year) TDs
1 David Johnson (2016) 16
2 John David Crow (1962) 14
3 Ernie Nevers (1929) 12
4 MacArthur Lane (1970) 11
5t Kyler Murray (2020) 10
5t Beanie Wells (2011) 10
5t Tim Hightower (2008) 10
5t Donny Anderson (1973) 10
5t Johnny Roland (1967) 10
Sunday’s game was Murray’s fifth consecutive game with at least one rushing TD, tying the franchise record. He is the first QB in franchise history to rush for a TD in five consecutive games.

Franchise Record – Consecutive Games with Rushing TD

Rnk Player (Years) Gms
1t QB Kyler Murray (2020) 5*
1t RB Ottis Anderson (1983-84) 5
1t RB Jim Otis (1978) 5
1t RB Donny Anderson (1972-73) 5
1t RB MacArthur Lane (1970) 5
1t HB Elmer Angsman (1948) 5
*Active Streak
Only one QB in NFL history has rushed for a TD in more consecutive games. Murray is just the fourth QB in NFL history to rush for a TD in at least five consecutive games – and the first to do so since Green Bay’s Tobin Rote (5 straight) in 1956.

NFL Record – Consecutive Games w/ Rushing TD (QB)

Rnk Player (Year) Gms Year
1 Johnny Lujack (Chi) 6 1950
2t Kyler Murray (AZ) 5 2020
2t Tobin Rote (GB) 5 1956
2t Dutch Clark (Det) 5 1936
• Yesterday’s outing marked Murray’s second career game with multiple rushing TDs. He also had two in the Cardinals Week 2 victory over Washington earlier this season. Murray and Lamar McHan (2 in 1956) are the only QBs in franchise history to have multiple rushing TDs in a game more than once in a single season.

MURRAY’S ELITE NUMBERS IN FIRST 25 CAREER GAMES

• Yesterday’s win over Buffalo was Murray’s 25th career game. He is the first player in NFL history with 6,000+ passing yards and 1,100+ rushing yards in his first 25 career games. Below is a look at Murray’s stats through 25 starts:

Murray’s 1st 25 Career Games

Statistic Total
Passing Yards 6,097
Passing Touchdowns 37
Rushing Yards 1,148
Rushing Touchdowns 14
Total Pass & Rush Yards 7,245
Total Pass & Rush TDs 51
He also became just the fourth player in NFL history with 7,000+ total yards (pass & rush) and 50+ total TDs in his first 25 career games.

NFL History – 7,000+ Yds & 50+ TDs in 1st 25 Games (Pass & Rush)

Player (Team) Yds (Pass/Rush) TDs (Pass/Rush)
Kyler Murray (AZ) 7,245 (6,097/1,148) 51 (37/14)
Patrick Mahomes (KC) 8,371 (8,007/364) 70 (68/2)
Kurt Warner (StL) 7,133 (7,026/107) 60 (59/1)
Deshaun Watson (Hou) 7,156 (6,291/865) 57 (48/9)

HOPKINS HAULS IN GAME-WINNER ON HAIL MURRAY

• WR DeAndre Hopkins caught seven passes for 127 yards in the victory over the Bills, including the 43-yard game-winning TD with just 0:02 remaining in regulation. It was Hopkins fourth career game-winning TD catch in the 4th quarteOT and the first to come with under a minute left on the clock.

Hopkins Career Game-Winning TD Catches (4th QtOT)

Opponent Qtr Dist Time Remaining
11/15/20 vs. Buf 4 43 0:02
11/21/19 vs. Ind 4 4 12:34
11/16/15 @ Cin 4 22 14:20
9/15/13 vs. Ten OT 3 10:32
• Through nine games, Hopkins has 67 receptions for 861 yards and four TDs. He ranks second in the NFL in receiving yards and is tied for second in receptions. The only player ahead of him – Buffalo’s Stefon Diggs – has already played in 10 games.

NFL Leaders – Receptions (2020) NFL Leaders – Receiving Yards (2020)

Rnk Player (Team) Rec Gms Rnk Player (Team) Yds Gms
1 Stefon Diggs (Buf) 73 10 1 Stefon Diggs (Buf) 906 10
2t DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 67 9 2 DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 861 9
2t Alvin Kamara (NO) 67 9 3 DK Metcalf (Sea) 816 9
4 Keenan Allen (LAC) 65 9 4 Terry McLaurin (Was) 787 9
5 Robby Anderson (Car) 64 10 5 Robby Anderson (NYJ) 772 10
• Yesterday’s game was Hopkins 35th career 100-yard outing – and fifth in nine games with Arizona. No player in franchise history had more outings with 100+ receiving yards in the first nine games of a season than Hopkins has in 2020 (5).
• Dating back to his first NFL season in 2013, only two players have more 100-yard games than Hopkins.

NFL Leaders – Games with 100+ Receiving Yards (2013-20)

Rnk Player (Team) Gms
1 Julio Jones (Atl) 49
2 Antonio Brown (TB) 39
3 DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 35
4 T.Y. Hilton (Ind) 28
5t Odell Beckham (Cle) 26
5t Mike Evans (TB) 26
5t Keenan Allen (LAC) 26
• Dating back to 2017, Hopkins (22) and Atlanta’s Julio Jones (23) are the only players in the NFL with at least 20 games of 100+ receiving yards.
• Hopkins’ game-winning TD reception on Sunday was his 58th career TD catch. Dating back to Hopkins’ rookie season in 2013, only Antonio Brown (68) has more TD catches.

Active NFL Leaders – Receiving Touchdowns (2013-20)

Rnk Player (Team) TD
1 Antonio Brown (TB) 68
2 DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 58
3 Mike Evans (TB) 56
4 Jimmy Graham (Chi) 54
5 Davante Adams (GB) 53

FITZGERALD APPEARS IN 259TH CAREER GAME

• Sunday’s win over the Bills was WR Larry Fitzgerald’s 259th career game with the Cardinals. In NFL history, only six players have appeared in more games with a single team. The only offensive players in NFL history to appear in more games with a single team are OL Bruce Matthews (296 w/Titans) and QB Tom Brady (285 w/Patriots).

NFL Leaders - Games w/ Single Team (All-Time)

Rnk Player (Team) Games
1 K Jason Hanson (Det) 327
2 OL Bruce Matthews (Hou/Ten) 296
3 CB Darrell Green (Was) 295
4 QB Tom Brady (NE) 285
5 DE Jim Marshall (Min) 270
6 K Sebastian Janikowski (Oak) 268
7t WR Larry Fitzgerald (AZ)* 259
7t OL Jackie Slater (LAR) 259
9 LS David Binn (SD) 256
10t QB Brett Favre (GB) 255
10t TE Jason Witten (Dal) 255
• Yesterday’s game also marked Fitzgerald’s 93rd consecutive start dating back to 2014. That is the longest starting streak among active WRs and the fifth-longest active streak among offensive players in the NFL.
• After catching two passes yesterday against the Bills, Fitzgerald has at least one catch in 252 consecutive games, the second-longest streak in NFL history behind Jerry Rice (274 straight). Fitzgerald’s streak of 252 consecutive games with a catch is the longest in NFL history with a single team. Fitzgerald has at least one reception in 258 of 259 career games.

NFL Record - Consecutive Games with a Reception

Rnk Player (Years) Games Streak Dates
1 Jerry Rice (1985-2004) 274 12/9/85 – 9/12/04
2 Larry Fitzgerald (2004-) 252 11/7/04 – 11/15/20
3 Tony Gonzalez (2000-2013) 211 12/4/00 – 12/29/13
4 Marvin Harrison (1996-2008) 190 9/1/96 – 12/28/08
5 Hines Ward (1998-2010) 186 11/9/98 – 11/8/10
• Among active streaks, Fitzgerald’s run of 252 consecutive games with a reception is 121 more than the second-highest total (131 – Antonio Brown).

NFL Leaders - Consecutive Games with a Reception (Active Streaks)

Rnk Player (Team) Gms Date Streak Started
1 Larry Fitzgerald (AZ) 252 Nov. 7, 2004
2 Antonio Brown (TB) 131 Oct. 3, 2010
3 Julio Jones (Atl) 125 Dec. 4, 2011
4 Golden Tate (NYG) 123 Oct. 28, 2012
5 DeAndre Hopkins (AZ) 119 Sept. 9, 2013

PETERSON HAULS IN 28TH CAREER INTERCEPTION AND 3RD OF 2020

• CB Patrick Peterson recorded the 28th INT of his career when he picked off a Josh Allen pass late in the third quarter on Sunday. Only five players in team history – including four Hall of Famers – have more career INTs than Peterson.

Franchise Record – Career Interceptions

Rnk Player (Years) INTs
1 Larry Wilson (1960-72)* 52
2 Aeneas Williams (1991-2000)* 46
3 Roger Wehrli (1969-82)* 40
4 Night Train Lane (1954-59)* 30
5 Pat Fischer (1961-67) 29
6 Patrick Peterson (2011-20) 28
7 Adrian Wilson (2001-12) 27
8 Kwamie Lassiter (1995-2002) 24
9 Norm Thompson (1971-76) 22
10t Jerry Davis (1948-51) 21
10t Ray Ramsey (1950-53) 21
*Hall of Fame Inductee
• Peterson’s INT of Allen was his third this season and second in three games. His three INTs in 2020 are the most for in a single season since he had three in 2016.
• Dating back to his rookie season in 2011, only three players in the NFL have more INTs than Peterson.

Active NFL Leaders – Interceptions (2011-20)

Rnk Player (Team) INTs
1 Richard Sherman (SF) 35
2 Marcus Peters (Bal) 30
3 Reggie Nelson (FA) 29
4 Patrick Peterson (AZ) 28
5t Stephon Gilmore (NE) 25
5t Earl Thomas (FA) 25
5t Tashaun Gipson (Chi) 25

DRAKE HITS THE CENTURY MARK AGAIN

• After missing last week’s game against Miami, RB Kenyan Drake returned to the lineup on Sunday vs. Buffalo and finished with a game-high 100 rushing yards on 16 carries (6.3 avg.). It was Drake’s seventh career 100-yard rushing performance, and his fifth in 16 games with Arizona. Combined with his 164-yard outing at Dallas in Week 6, Drake now has 100+ rushing yards in two of his last three games played.
• After posting 100+ rushing yards in a game just twice in 54 contests with the Dolphins, Drake now has five 100-yard outings in 16 games with the Cardinals. He has rushed for 100+ yards in four of his last 11 games

Drake’s Career Games with 100+ Rushing Yards

Rnk Team Yds Opponent
1 Arizona 166 12/22/19 at Seattle
2 Arizona 164 10/19/20 at Dallas
3 Arizona 137 12/15/19 vs. Cleveland
4 Miami 120 12/3/17 vs. Denver
5 Miami 114 12/11/17 vs. New England
6 Arizona 110 10/31/19 vs. San Francisco
7 Arizona 100 11/15/20 vs. Buffalo

GONZALEZ TIES CAREER HIGH AGAINST BUFFALO

• K Zane Gonzalez connected on FGs of 23, 42, 21 and 45 yards in the win over Buffalo on Sunday, tying his career high for FGs in a game. Yesterday’s game marked the third time in his career that Gonzalez has made four FGs in a game: 4 @ Cincinnati, 10/6/19; 4 vs. Detroit, 9/8/19. All three of those performances have come with the Cardinals.

KIRKPATRICK NABS PICK #2 OF 2020

• CB Dre Kirkpatrick recorded his second INT of the season when he picked off a Josh Allen pass with under five minutes remaining in the fourth quarter on Sunday. The ninth-year pro now has multiple INTs in a season for the fourth time in his career and for the first time since 2016 (3) with Cincinnati. Yesterday’s INT of Allen was Kirkpatrick’s 12th career INT.
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2020.11.16 14:09 lesbian_couples_inst Lesbian Relationship Coaching Online

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2020.11.11 19:29 FightingForSarah Hanford nuclear waste site

The Hanford nuclear waste site is the major plutonium production site of the US federal government. During World War II, the Manhattan project resulted in the building and detonation of the world’s first nuclear weapons. Many facilities and laboratories around the country took part, but the main effort took place at the Clinton Engineer Works near Oak Ridge, Tennessee (X-10 reactor [first plutonium production], Y-12 electromagnetic separation plant [uranium enrichment], K-25 gaseous diffusion plant [weapons grade uranium enrichment], S-50 liquid thermal diffusion plant [uranium enrichment, unsuccessful], a coal fired electrical plant, and supporting facilities) and the Hanford site in Washington state (B reactor, full scale plutonium production). During the cold war, plutonium production was expanded at Hanford and initiated at the Savannah River Site, and plutonium machining operations were conducted at the Rocky Flats plant near Denver Colorado. All of these locations have extensive and lasting radioactive contamination, but the Hanford site took the brunt of the trial and error learning process that was required to sort out nuclear fuel reprocessing for the extraction of plutonium and is by far the most heavily contaminated. Perhaps because of this, the subsequent cleanup effort at Hanford has been by far the least effective out of any of the remediations at US nuclear weapons sites, with the situation still unstable over 70 years later.
The Hanford site is located in eastern Washington adjacent to the Columbia River, and was chosen to allow the easy rejection of waste heat from the plutonium production reactors into the river water. However, this also means that radionuclides dumped or leaked into the ground can and have eventually made their way into the river. From there, they contaminate sediments at the river bottom or are eventually deposited into the Pacific Ocean. After a short dwell time in the plutonium production reactors on the river banks, nuclear fuel was transported by rail to the extraction buildings, which were the source of the most significant contamination. Liquid wastes from the plutonium extraction processes used were stored in hastily built, single layer tanks that have been the source of the majority of the leaked radionuclides that are finding their way into the river. Contamination is also present in the burial trenches and landfills for solid waste, the interiors of the plutonium extraction buildings, the production reactor sites, the fast flux test facility reactor, and the still active Columbia generating station reactor. Remediation work in process includes the dismantling of equipment inside buildings followed by the careful demolition of the buildings, demolition of non radioactive supporting infrastructure, removal of reactor structures, and the most hazardous task: dealing with the highly radioactive liquids, sludges, and precipitates in the storage tanks and the surrounding soil. The intended remedy is to immobilize these substances in glass, but the vitrification plant that is being build to accomplish this has been poorly engineered and has been struggling with construction delays and cost overruns.
In addition to the waste that leaked and is leaking from storage tanks, radioactive materials were also vented into the air and discharged into the Columbia river during operation. In the “green run” and other intentional releases of fission products, the local population was poisoned to test the possible effects of nuclear war in one of the many sadistic abuses inflicted on non-consenting sections of the US population (see also: Tuskegee syphilis study, administration of radioactive iodine/uranium/plutonium/iron/calcium/phosphorous/radium/thorium/cortisol/etc, whole body irradiation, chemical weapons testing, Agent Orange/dioxin, torture, psychoactive drugs, and many, many others). At Hanford, 200.000 cubic meters of liquid high level radioactive waste has remained in the storage tanks, joining 710.000 cubic meters of solid radioactive waste and extremely large volumes of contaminated soil. Remediation work has seen the liquids transferred into new double shell tanks (leaving solids and salts in the original single shell tanks), but construction errors and corrosion affect a large number of the new tanks and at least one leak has been reported to date. Even if all the waste can be collected and buried with appropriate barriers in place, the radioactivity will remain, requiring continued attention for the next few thousand years to prevent leaks. Additionally, the radionuclides that have been leaked into the soil and the groundwater will be difficult or impossible to retrieve.
Three plutonium production reactors were built during World War II (B, D, F), as were the three 250 meter long “canyon” chemical separation buildings that would eventually host the PUREX solvent extraction process. After 1945, the original three reactors were upgraded and six more were built (C, KE, KW, N, DR, H). Plutonium production peaked between 1956 and 1965, and the reactors were shut down between 1964 and 1987. The B reactor was critical at intervals between Sep 1944 and Feb 1968, the D reactor between Dec 1944 and Jun 1967, the F reactor between Feb 1945 and Jun 1965, the H reactor between Oct 1949 and Apr 1965, the DR reactor between Oct 1950 and Dec 1964, the C reactor between Nov 1952 and Apr 1969, the K West reactor between Jan 1955 and Feb 1970, the K East reactor between Apr 1955 and Jan 1971, and the N reactor between Dec 1963 and Jan 1987. In combination with the nuclear fuel reprocessing and plutonium finishing plants, 57 tons of plutonium was produced during the 43 years of reactor operations, enough for most of the 60.000 nuclear weapons constructed by the US federal government. As can be seen by the 910.000 cubic meters of nuclear waste generated along with this 57 tons, small amounts of fission products are sufficient to irretrievably contaminate much large amounts of water, organic solvents, towels, gloves, equipment, piping, and whatever else is included in the solid waste volume.
The first eight plutonium production reactors (B D F H DR C KW KE)passed treated river water directly through the nuclear fuel, disposing of the entire thermal output as waste heat. The cladding used was either nonexistent or somehow completely unable to keep fission products out of the coolant, which was held in retention ponds to allow the shorter-lived isotopes to decay before being dumped back into the river. In 1992, 21 years after the last (KE) reactor was finally shut down in Jan 1971, detectable levels of radiation from these isotopes were present in sediments along the entire downstream length of the Columbia River (https://www.nytimes.com/1992/07/17/us/radiation-flowed-200-miles-to-sea-study-finds.html ). Any indigenous people relying on river fish as food between 1944 and 1971 would have been unknowingly exposed to up to several times the background level of radiation, elevating their cancer risk. The essentially nonexistent environmental (and most probably operational) safeguards on these early reactors should give an idea of just how cavalier the US federal government was between 1944 and 1955. The later N reactor was of a more conventional design and captured some of the heat to generate electricity in addition to its plutonium production role in addition to having cladding that could prevent the release of massive quantities of radionuclides.
Radiation was also released into the air during nuclear fuel reprocessing and into the ground through leaking tanks, with a plume of contaminants present in the ground water and beginning to reach springs at the riverbank starting in 1994 and consistently increasing afterwards. Species include tritium, iodine-129, strontium-90, technetium-99, uranium-234, uranium−235, and uranium−238 in addition to the purely chemical contaminants arsenic, chromium, chloride, fluoride, nitrate, and sulfate. The former group is either nuclear fuel or fission products, while the reason for the presence of most of the identified contaminants in the latter group does not make much sense based on the publicly available information about the plutonium extraction process. However, clearly some exceedingly nasty chemical compounds were applied, became contaminated with fission products, were put into tanks, and then leaked out into the ground and groundwater. Some thousands of liters per year continue to leak out of the tanks, which were theoretically organized to some extent by the type of waste they contained but in practice were just used to dump whatever waste was on hand at any given moment. The resulting hodgepodge of chemical and radiological hazards is not well characterized, the actual leak rate can only be estimated, and people working near the tanks have been receiving exposures to unidentified hazardous vapors since at least 1987. Close to 4 million liters of liquid waste is estimated as being present moving slowly toward the river in the groundwater, and large quantities of fissile materials remain on site (in the case of plutonium-239, requiring storage for 241.000 years). The US department of energy contracted with Bechtel (the B in the A1B and S1B naval reactors) in 2000 to build a vitrification plant to immobilize the liquid wastes in glass, with construction starting in 2002 and operation scheduled to start 2011. As of 2020, no waste has yet been vitrified, and Washington state officials have asked the federal government to redirect some of the limited available funding towards removing radionuclides from the groundwater.
In summary, the radiological and chemical situation at the Hanford nuclear waste site is no longer as hazardous as it was during operations, but significant safety issues and potential safety issues remain for those working on site cleanup and those living downstream. As with the areas surrounding Mayak, Chernobyl, and Fukushima, the site area will not be fit for human habitation in the foreseeable future, and the responsible government will need to continue remediation operations in perpetuity. On a global scale, none of the nuclear waste zones are all that concerning, but the question must be asked: was the damage done to the environment worth the electricity and the nuclear weapons that have been and are being produced? With the benefit of hindsight, I would say probably not, but the point is that we as a species are stuck with nuclear contamination essentially forever. This factor should be considered when the time comes to accept or reject new nuclear projects.
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2020.11.11 11:12 Persimmonpluot Did Oakey "Al" Kite's killer murder a Kentucky man in 2008?

I came across the unresolved murder of Kentucky resident, Jim Duckett that seems to have no posts in this sub. What struck me about the crime were some similarities with the unsolved murder of Oakey "Al" Kite whose case has been featured here several times. I have followed Kite's case for years and regularly check for progress or updates. I'm curious to see if anybody else thinks the two cases might be related or if I'm way off with that idea?
Kite's murder took place on or around May 22, 2004 and Duckett's body was discovered on November 10, 2008 but it's estimated he was killed on November 9, 2008. Kite was 53 and Duckett was 43 at the time of deaths. Both crimes were particularly brutal and neither have any known motive. Below I'll provide overviews of both crimes.
Background to Kite's murder
Oakey "Al" Kite was a single, divorcee who lived alone in an Aurora, Colorado townhouse that he purchased in 1998. He had a step-daughter he remained close to but no other children. Since 2002, Kite had been employed by a consulting firm in Denver. Prior to that, he was employed for 31 years by the engineering firm, Stone and Webster which had taken him to both coasts, several years in Algeria and finally to Colorado before the company was auctioned off in bankruptcy resulting in Kite being laid off.
In 1998, Kite moved to Colorado and by all accounts he enjoyed a socially active, middle-class lifestyle. Kite was described as a kind, trusting, and generous individual who lived a very low risk life. At the time of his murder, he was in a serious relationship with a woman named Linda who he had met through mutual friends. Kite enjoyed the outdoors and golfing with friends and colleagues.
In May 2004, his longtime tenant moved out and he sought out a replacement for his basement apartment that consisted of a small bedroom, a family room and a bathroom. He posted an ad in the University of Colorado's Medical School's library and in a local newspaper. A man who called himself "Robert Cooper" answered Al's post and agreed to rent the space. Cooper stated that he was from the East Coast and was employed by Well's Fargo Bank. He claimed that he had just transferred to a Colorado branch and was currently living at his sister's home. During his initial visit, Al's girlfriend, Linda stopped by and he informed her that Cooper was downstairs and he wanted them to meet. Al's girlfriend needed to quickly use the restroom before meeting. However, Linda only caught a quick glimpse of Cooper as he hurried out the door without saying hello. Days later, Linda says that Kite told her that Cooper was going to rent the space.
The Crime
On May 22, 2004, Al drove Linda to the airport so that she could catch a flight to her brother's home in Virginia Beach. Al told Linda that he had plans to make a few repairs on the apartment and to help Cooper move in a few heavy items.
Linda first called Kite while on a layover, and again at 3:30 pm when she arrived at her destination. She described Kite as being uncharacteristically quiet during the calls. Later, she reasoned that his behavior was likely related to the presence of the new tenant. Linda was the last person Kite spoke to. On Sunday, Kite failed to keep a golf date and on Monday he did not show up for work which caused his workplace to eventually call his sister who was listed as an emergency contact. Since she was in Virginia, she called the Aurora police who did a wellness check. This led to the discovery of his body.
Kite's body was found in the basement's small bedroom. He was hogtied with cords and very specific ligatures and knots. He had been mercilessly tortured and beaten prior to death. He endured such things as an icepick type object inserted in his ears and possibly his eyes. His feet had been severely beaten with noticeable marks and injuries, he was stabbed and his head had several blunt force trauma injuries, including a large deadly wound. It was estimated that the torture took place over several hours but that Kite likely died on May 22. The upstairs showed no signs of a struggle. Among items police retrieved from the house was a discarded rental application with Robert Cooper's information. Kite's truck was missing.
Some Investigative Details
Further investigation revealed that none of Cooper's information was valid. Police also believe that Cooper remained in the home after killing Kite. He ate food, showered, slept in Kite's bed, and even wore some of his clothing. He put several knives, other small weapons, the house keys Kite had given him, and some other items in the kitchen sink and filled it with bleach. Kites truck, phone, and wallet were missing. Cooper used Kite's truck to drive to an ATM machine where he withdrew $1000. Kite had a substantial amount of money available but he only made one withdrawal. He was captured on camera making the withdrawal but he's wearing gloves and his face is mostly concealed by a ski mask. He also used several of Kite's credit cards but no details about those purchases have been released. He dumped Kite's truck a few blocks from his home then took then returned to Kite's home and put the keys in the bleach.
Police quickly heard from a handful of community members who had also posted ads that Cooper responded to. Luckily, they had met with him to show their rooms. However, Cooper's story and appearance were rather fluid and everybody seemed to have met somebody different. Witnesses described him as ranging from late 20s to mid 50s. At times he affected an accent while others detected none. Linda and two of Kite's neighbors also provided witness information to assist police. His physical description can be founds online or at the links posted below. When he presented himself to Kite, he walked with a severe limp and carried a cane but others said he walked without a limp or cane. One witness said she got the creeps from Cooper but the others detected nothing off. Police were able to physically connect to UC medical school because some of the witnesses had only posted flyers on the campus. However, nothing materialized.
This is getting too long so I'll end Kite's story with one more detail. Police were able to trace Cooper's phone and it was a burner purchased near the UC medical school campus and it had only been used to contact potential landlords. After the murder, Cooper purposefully placed the burner phone and Kite's phone in a area were homeless congregated so they would be taken and used in order to throw police off. His crime was very well planned and full of false information intended to stall investigators.
Investigators did recover a single drop of blood in Kite's home that they have since used to developed a genetic profile in hopes of making a hit. So far, they have not found their man though they have some firm ideas and possible ethnicities. Several theories and possible motives have been explored but I don't personally believe any of them are likely. Police do not believe robbery was a motive. I agree and tend to think this individual is a complete psychopath who enjoys the act of binding, torturing and killing.
https://unresolved.me/oakey-al-kite
https://www.fbi.gov/wanted/vicap/homicides-and-sexual-assaults/victim-oakey-al-kite-jr Witness sketch here
https://www.auroragov.org/blog/One.aspx?portalId=2869361&postId=11665566&portletAction=viewpost Kite phenotypic information
James "Jim" Duckett's murder
Background
Like Kite, Duckett was a bachelor. Duckett lived with his 7 month old rescue mutt at 5300 Rockbridge Road in Shelbyville, Kentucky. The 3 bedroom 1400 sq ft. brick house is situated in somewhat of a rural area but it's not isolated. The house is currently on the market if anybody is curious. Shelbyville is located midway between Louisville and Lexington.
Duckett lived a quiet and peaceful life. He loved animals and often rode horses and he attended and volunteered at a church near his home. He wasn't involved in any behavior that might expose him to a criminal element. He was described as a kind and helpful individual with a great sense of humor who liked to please others.
The murder
Duckett, a disabled veteran, was 43 when he was killed. He had enjoyed a career in the Army, including several years of active duty in Desert Storm. Following an injury, he left the military and moved to Germany where he spent several years working as a crime scene investigator. A few years prior to his murder, he decided to move to Kentucky so he could be near his sister and her family. His plan was to help her out with the kids and the family's other needs. He was the father of an adult son who was not living with him. By all accounts, he was very close with his family.
His sister, Katherine Nichols considered him her best friend, and she said that they spoke by phone several times a day. She also stated that in the month prior to his murder, he has expressed a desire to sell his home and move. In part, his feelings were related to a robbery that occured at his home on Halloween just weeks before his murder. He was not home when his house was robbed and I haven't found any specific details about that situation. There could be a connection but it may be a red herring. Regardless, Nichols said her brother was just a bit off the last month of his life but she couldn't say why.
Nichols said she and Duckett spent several hours together on the day he was likely murdered. They had gone shopping and she noted that nothing seemed amiss until she was unable to reach him later that evening. She said it was unusual for Duckett to not return her messages so she drove to his house but did not stop. That was a Saturday night. By the next morning when she still had no word, she began to panic. Consequently, she phoned some of his church friends to see if they had see him. They had not so She felt compelled to find him. She went to his home again and when she arrived, she noted his new truck was not there. When an uneasy feeling, she decided to use a key he had given her to enter the home.
Inside she discovered a bloody scene and her brothers dead body at the center on a chair that had been moved into the bathroom. Her initial thought was suicide but then she noticed that his limbs were tied to the chair. She ran out of the house and called police. Police arrived within minutes, declared Duckett dead, and began their investigation.
Investigation
The investigation revealed that Duckett had been tortured and beaten for hours before he died. He was covered in injuries. A deep cut to his throat had caused his death. His puppy was found locked in another room. His brand new truck was missing along with his wallet. I found no information regarding weapons or items seized from the home.
His truck was recovered later that day parked about a mile from his home with the keys in it. The killer had used Duckett's truck to drive to an ATM to withdraw money from Duckett's account. The ATM was equipped with a camera but the blurry image was unable to provide any real clues about identity. The photo shows a man whose face appears mostly covered by a mask in the driver's seat of Duckett's truck. He wore gloves. It's been 12 years and no arrests have been made or motives revealed.
Duckett's murder provided few clues and investigators have not revealed many details so it's impossible to know if Duckett may have had any dealings that might have opened up him and his home to such a violent attack. His family continues to keep his case publicized in the hopes that somebody will come forward with information.
I'm interested in any feedback regarding the two cases. Could these two murders be connected? I've always believed Kite's killer had and would kill again but am I grasping at straws with these similarities?
https://www.wave3.com/story/11290618/family-still-without-answers-11-months-after-brothers-murder
https://www.wave3.com/story/20037049/family-hopeful-for-fresh-leads-in-cold-case-murde Killer's blurry image can be seen here
https://www.whas11.com/mobile/article/news/crime/unsolved/unsolved-tied-up-and-tortured/417-88a5873a-dd90-469c-bda3-8ee9a89ee052 Duckett case
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2020.11.10 14:58 mr_potroast November 9, 2020 - 2020 Week 9 Preview Show

Description

A room FILLED with heroes - Dan Hanzus, Chris Wesseling, Marc Sessler and Gregg Rosenthal recap every single game from week 9 starting with Josh Allen and the Bills taking on the Seahawks (4:15) Tua is turning heads (11:14), the Steelers had to squeak one out against the Cowboys (36:10), and Dalvin Cook is unstoppable (01:01:10). Nick Shook stops by to recap the Falcons-Denver game (1:07:15) and Giants -Washington (1:14:19) The heroes recap SNF: The beat down of the Bucs (1:18:59)

Participants

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Guests

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Length 1:32:28
Money Tag "Insert generic money tag here"
Date November 9, 2020

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2020.11.10 13:24 thanksgiving24 2019 年全国普通高等学校招生统一考试 上海一考 英语试卷

2019 年全国普通高等学校招生统一考试

上海一考 英语试卷

考生注意:
  1. 考试时间 120 分钟,试卷满分 150 分。
  2. 本考试设试卷和答题纸两部分。试卷分为第 I 卷(第 1-12 页)和第 II 卷(第 13 页), 全卷共 13 页。所有答题必须涂(选择题)或写(非选择题)在答题纸上,做在试卷上一律不得分。
  3. 答题前,务必在答题纸上填写准考证号和姓名,并将核对后的条形码贴在指定位置上, 在答题纸反面清楚地填写姓名。

第 I 卷 (共 100 分)

I. Listening Section A

Directions: In Section A, you will hear ten short conversations between two speakers. At the end of each conversation, a question will be asked about what was said. The conversations and the questions will be spoken only once. After you hear a conversation and the question about it, read the four possible answers on your paper, and decide which one is the best answer to the question you have heard.
  1. A. In a church. B. In the man’s home. C. In a restaurant. D. In a furniture store.
  2. A. She was excited. B. She was very nervous.
C. She was very confident. D. There was something wrong with her heart.
  1. A. She is full. B. She doesn’t like that snack bar.
C. She is ill. D. She is going to see the doctor.
  1. A.150 pounds. B.110 pounds. C.50 pounds. D.100 pounds.
  2. A. He couldn’t spell the words. B. He did well in spelling.
C. He reckoned that it was hard to say. D. He didn’t do well in contest.
  1. A. Concerned. B. Satisfied. C. Relaxed. D. Depressed.
  2. A. They are talking about a fitness coach.
B. They are discussing about the former firm.
C. They are talking about their former colleague.
D. They are talking about their friends’ school.
  1. A. Young people weren’t satisfied with the lecture.
B. The lecture was very successful.
C. Drinking water was banned in the lecture.
D. The lecture made people feel thirsty.
  1. A. The boss. B. Tom. C. The woman. D. The man.
  2. A. He already has one calculator.
B. He doesn’t like the solar-powered calculator.
C. He is good at calculating.
D. He would like to have a different present.

Section B

Directions: In Section B, you will hear two passages and one longer conversation. After each passage or conversation, you will be asked several questions. The passages and the conversation will be read twice, but the questions will be spoken only once . When you hear a question, read the four possible answers on your paper and decide which one is the best answer to the question you have heard.

Question 11 through 13 are based on the following passage.

  1. A.1938. B.1939. C.1942. D.1948.
  2. A. Because most Australians couldn’t afford it.
B. Because the war broke out.
C. Because the flying boats were out of dated.
D. Because land-based aircraft had developed rapidly.
  1. A. The price of flying boats. B. The development of Rose Bay.
C. The surprising history of flying boats. D. The advancement of flying boats.

Question 14 through 16 are based on the following passage.

  1. A. They have various skills. B. They are well organized.
C. They can solve difficult problems. D. They have creative ideas.
  1. A. Disorderliness might result in creativity.
B. Creativity might lead to messiness.
C. Smarter people believe that cleanliness is not important.
D. Messiness helps cultivate creativity.
  1. A. The qualities of intelligent people.
B. The misunderstanding of creativity.
C. The relationship between creativity and messiness.
D. The components of creativity.

Question 17 through 20 are based on the following conversation.

  1. A.A new research into the human brain.
B. The advantages of men and women.
C. The different connections in brain in men and women.
D. The study on two sides of the brain.
  1. A. In men’s brains, there are stronger connections in two sides of the brain.
B. In men’s brains, there are stronger connections in each half of the brain.
C. The connections in men’s brain are not so strong as those in women’s brain.
D. There is nothing different between male and female brain.
  1. A. Multitask. B. Map reading. C. Cycling. D. Performing a single task.
  2. A. The different-connection theory is not convincing.
B. He holds a neutral attitude to the research findings.
C. The connections inside the brain will not change immediately.
D. He disagrees with the new findings and thinks the connection inside the brain is complex and changeable.

II. Grammar & Vocabulary Section A

Directions: After reading the passage below, fill in the blanks to make the passage coherent and
grammatically correct. For the blanks with a given word, fill in each blank with the proper form of the given word; for the other blanks, use one word that best fits each blank.

Start With the End and Work Backwards

When Jason Hoelscher was an undergraduate of fine art studies, there weren’t any professional development classes. So ambition and the timely realization (21) he would have to determine “what’s next” on his own urged Jason to engage his future self to find direction. It was 1996,and he was finishing his BFA(Bachelor of Fine Art) in Denver. He was faced with the choice of sitting back to wait for something (22) (happen),or pursuing a path into the unknown. He chose the latter.
Jason set up a plan that in five years he (23) (show) his work in the top gallery in that area of the country. This five-year goal gave him a starting point (24) which to work backwards.
By setting the goal, all of Jason’s efforts (25) (point) in the same direction. He showed up at different art show openings, and researched as best he could to make (26) familiar with the market environment.
As a result of showing up, Jason took opportunities (27) got him closer to his goal. He sent work to a student show and was accepted by Robin Rule, the owner of Rule Gallery.(28) (inspire),Jason spent the next month making new work.
In April of 1997,Jason went back to Rule Gallery with his new work.(29) scared
to death, he looked confident at the gallery meeting. When he left, he left as the newest addition to the Rule Gallery roster (花名册),He had his first exhibition there one year later.
Jason could have stopped with the show selection, but what he really wanted was gallery representation. He struck while the iron was hot, and in (30) (do) so, shortened his five-year plan into a year-and-a-half.

Section B

Directions: Fill in each blank with a proper word chosen from the box. Each word can be used
only once. Note that there is one word more than you need.
A. repetitive

B. continually

C. alerts

D. pattern
E. locate

F. mental

G. challenge

H. network
I. evolving

J. reversely

K. literacy

Bill Drayton believes we’re in the middle of a necessary but painful historical transition. For millenniums most people’s lives had a certain 31 .You went to school to learn a trade or a skill-baking, farming or accounting. Then you could go into the workforce and make a good living repeating the same skill over the course of your career.
But these days machines can do pretty much anything that’s 32 .The new world requires a different sort of person. Drayton calls this new sort of personal changemaker.
Changemakers are people who can see the patterns around them, identify the problems in any situation, figure out ways to solve the problems in any situation, figure out ways to solve the problem, organize fluid teams, lead collective action and then 33 adapt as situations change.
For example, Ashoka fellow Andrés Gallardo is a Mexican who lived in a high crime neighborhood. He created an app, called Haus, that allows people to 34 with their neighbors. The app has a panic button that 35 everybody in the neighborhood when a crime is happening. It allows neighbors to organize, chat, share crime statistics and work together.
To form and lead this community of communities, Gallardo had to possess what Drayton calls “cognitive empathy-based living for the good of all.” Cognitive empathy is the ability to perceive how people are feeling in 36 circumstances. “For the good of all” is the capacity to build teams.
It doesn’t matter if you are working in the cafeteria or the inspection line of a plant, companies will now only hire people who can 37 problems and organize responses.
Millions of people already live with the mind-set. But a lot of people still inhabit the world of following rules and repetitive skills. They hear society telling them: “We don’t need you. We don’t need your kids, either.” Of course, those people go into reactionary mode and strike back.
The central 38 of our time, Drayton says, is to make everyone a changemaker. In an earlier era, he says, society realized it needed universal 39 .Today,schools have to develop the curriculums and assessments to make the changemaking mentality universal. They have to understand this is their criteria for success.
Ashoka has studied social movements to find out how this kind of 40 shift can be promoted. It turns out that successful movements take similar steps.

III. Reading Comprehension Section A

Directions: For each blank in the following passages there are four words or phrases marked A,B,C and D. Fill in each blank with the work or phrase that best fits the context.
More people are travelling than ever before, and lower barriers to entry and falling costs means they are doing so for 41 periods.
The rise of “city breaks” 48-hour bursts of foreign cultures, easier on the pocket and annual leave balance has increased tourist numbers, but not their 42 spread. The same attractions have been used to market cities such as Paris, Barcelona and Venice for decades, and visitors use the same infrastructure as residents to reach them. “Too many people do the same thing at the exact same time,” says Font. “For 43 ,the city no longer belongs to them.”
This starts with marketing, says Font, who notes that Amsterdam has started advising visitors to seek 44 outside of the city centre on its official website. “That takes some balls, really, to do that. But only so many people will look at the website, and it means they can say to their residents they’re doing all they can [to ease congestion].”
But it also 45 a better way, it is called “detourism” :sustainable travel tips an
46 itineraries for exploring an authentic Venice, off the paths beaten by the 28 million visitors who flock there each year.
A greater variety of 47 for prospective visitors ------ ideas for what to do in off-peak seasons, for example, or outside of the city center ------ can have the effect of diverting them from already saturated landmarks, or 48 short breaks away in the first place. Longer stays 49 the pressure, says Font. “If you go to Paris for two days, you’re going to go to the Eiffel Tower. If you go for two weeks, you’re not going to go to the Eiffel Tower 14 times.”
Similarly, repeat visitors have a better sense of the 50 , “We should be asking how we get tourists to 51 ,not how to get them to come for the first time. If they ‘re coming for the fifth time, it is much easier to integrate their behavior with ours.”
Local governments can foster this sustainable activity by giving preference to responsible operator and even high-paying consumers. Font says cities could stand to be more selective about the tourists they try to attract when the current metric for marketing success is how many there are, and how far they’ve come. “You’re thinking, ‘yeah but at what cost...’.”
He points to unpublished data from the Barcelona Tourist Board that prioritizes Japanese tourists for spending an average of 640 more per day than French tourist as a(n) 52 that fails to take into account their bigger carbon footprint. 53 tourists are also more likely to be repeat visitors that come at off-peak times, buy local produce, and 54 to less crowded parts of the city------all productive steps towards more 55 tourism, and more peaceful relations with residents.
41.

A. longer

B. shorter

C. wider

D. clearer
42.

A. environmental

B. national

C. economic

D. geographic
43.

A. locals

B. tourists

C. visitors

D. cleaners
44.

A. transports

B. accommodation

C. restaurants

D. service
45.

A. addresses

B. paves

C. proposes

D. receives
46.

A. separate

B. individual

C. alternative

D. objective
47.

A. reform

B. guidance

C. invitation

D. support
48.

A. convincing

B. discouraging

C. preventing

D. resisting
49.

A. pace

B. escape

C. withstand

D. ease
50.

A. culture

B. knowledge

C. entertainment

D. ability
51.

A. take over

B. bring up

C. come back

D. lay off
52.

A. distinction

B. harmony

C. association

D. comparison
53.

A. French

B. Italian

C. Spanish

D. German
54.

A. carry out

B. give into

C. spread out

D. impact on
55.

A. slight

B. complex

C. temporary

D. sustainable

Section B

Directions: Read the following three passages. Each passage is followed by several questions or unfinished statements. For each of them there are four choices marked A, B, C and D. Choose the one that fits best according to the information given in the passage you have just read.

(B)

MT.LEBANON ICE CENTER *900 CEDAR BOULEVARD*
PITTSBURGH,PA 15228
(412)561-4363 www.mtlebanon.org

WHO: Skaters of all ages and abilities. Must be 3 years of age and potty trained.

Any Preschool & Kindergarten age child who has never taken lessons at the Mr. Lebanon Ice Center needs to be evaluated.
The On - line registration feature does not apply to evaluation registration.
Evaluation dates and times are listed below.
EVALUATIONS: Evaluations help to determine both readiness and class placement. Upon completion of the evaluation, it is recommended that you register for classes with an associate located in the ice center booth. A variety of days and times for the evaluations are also listed online and at the Ice Center.
Evaluation registration may be done in person or by phone at 412-561-4363.
DAY

EVALUATION DATES

TIME

EVALUATION FEE
Saturday

June 2,2018

12:00 p.m.

$5.00
Sunday

June 3,2018

12:00 p.m.

$5.00
Monday

June 4,2018

10:00 a.m. and 1:00 p.m.

$5.00
Wednesday

June 6,2018

10:00 a.m. and 1:00 p.m.

$5.00
Thursday

June 7,2018

10:00 a.m. and 1:00 p.m.

$5.00
Additional evaluation dates may be offered for session II
REFUND POLICY: Refund requests must be made a minimum of 7 days prior to event. See
www.mtlebanon.org for details.

REGISTRATION:

In person—Stop by the Mt. Lebanon Recreation Center, ground floor, Monday through Saturday 9:00 a.m.-9:00 p.m. or Sunday 9:00 a.m.-5:30 p.m.
By Phone—Call the Ice Center at (412)561-4363 to schedule your skating evaluation appointment Make checks payable to: Mt. Lebanon, PA Visa, MasterCard, &Debit Cards accepted QUESTIONS: Please call the Mt. Lebanon Ice Center staff at (412)561-4363
LeboALERT—A FREE notification service(phone, text, e-mail).In the event of an emergency and to provide you with updates about cancellations and recreation department programs and events. Please visit www.mtlebanon.org and sign up for LeboALERT. All recreation participants should sign up, and at minimum select the “Cancellations” category.
  1. What’s the passage manly about?
A. To introduce a skating program.
B. To advertise a skating center.
C. To serve as a skating assessment schedule.
D. To issue a free skating notification.
  1. Mary’s mother wants to registers the evaluation for her daughter. Which time as follows is suitable for her to go to the center?
A. Monday 8:30 a.m. B. Wednesday 2 p.m.
C. Friday 9:30 p.m. D. Sunday 6:00 p.m.
  1. Which of the following is true according to the passage?
A. The evaluation is intended for all preschool and kindergarten children.
B. Refund requests can be accepted within 7 days after the registration.
C. Participants who sign up for LeboAlert can receive free notification about the event.
D. Evaluation registration can be done in person, by phone or on-line.

(C)

Everything about nuclear energy seems terrifically big: the cost, construction and decommissioning—and the fears of something going badly wrong.
The future, however, may well be much smaller. Dozens of companies are working on a new generation of reactors that, they promise, can deliver nuclear power at lower cost and reduced risk. These small-scale plants will on average generate between 50MW and 300MW of power
compared with the 1,000MW-plus from a conventional rector. They will draw on modular manufacturing techniques that will reduce construction risk, which has plagued larger-scale projects. Supporters believe these advanced modular reactors(AMRs)—most of which will not be commercial until the 2030s—are critical if atomic power is to compete against the rapidly falling costs of solar and wind.
“The physics hasn’t changed. It’s about much cleverer design that offers much-needed flexibility in terms of operation,” said Tim Stone, long-term industry adviser and chairman of Nuclear Risk Insurers, which insures nuclear sites in the UK.
Since the Fukushima meltdown in Japan in 2011,safety fears have threatened nuclear power. But the biggest obstacle today is economic. In western Europe, just three plants are under construction: in the UK at Hinkley Point C in Somerset; at Flamanville in France; and at Olkiluoto in Finland. All involve the European Pressurized Reactor technology of EDF that will be used a t Hinkley Point. All are running years late and over budget. In the US, the first two nuclear projects under way for the past 30 years are also blowing through cost estimates.
The UK, which opened the world’s first commercial nuclear reactor in 1956,is one of the few western nations committed to renewing its ageing fleet to ensure energy security and meet tough carbon reduction targets. It is seen as a proving ground, by many in the industry, of nuclear power’s ability to restore confidence.
However, the country’s agreement with EDF to build two units at Hinkley Point—which together will generate 3.2GW of electricity—has come under severe criticism over its cost. The government is looking at different funding models but said it still sees nuclear power as vital to the country’s future energy mix. Small reactors, it believes, have the potential to generate much-needed power from the 2030s.
A nuclear sector deal, unveiled last month, promised up to ₤56m in funding for research and development into AMRs and attracted interest of start-ups from around the world. The government hopes the funding will give the UK a lead in the global race to develop these technologies, helping to provide energy security while also creating a multibillion-dollar export market for British engineering companies.
  1. Which of the following is true about the advanced modular reactors (AMRs)? A.AMRs produce more power than traditional reactors.
B. Small in scale, AMRs rose more safety risks.
C. So far, most AMRs have not been put into use yet.
D. Governments prefer energy of solar and wind to that of AMRs.
  1. In paragraph 5,the author mentions the plants in Western Europe and the US to .
A. prove that nuclear power has been threatened by safety concern.
B. show that the construction of nuclear power plants cost more that the budget available.
C. indicate the construction of nuclear plants are slow in speed.
D. point out that most power plants have adopted the latest nuclear technology.
  1. What can be inferred from the passage?
A. Some people have lost confidence in the development of nuclear plants.
B. The UK government seeks to reduce the negative impact of nuclear power on its economy.
C. The plan to build two power plants in Hinkley Point has been deserted.
D. A kind costs for small modular reactors would be higher relative to large nuclear reactors.
  1. Which of the following can serve as the best title of this passage?
A. Britain counts on nuclear energy to keep lights on
B. Traditional nuclear plants boom with mini reactors
C. Nuclear ’s share of power generation remain steady
D. Nuclear power looks to shrink its way to success

IV. Summary Writing

Directions: Read the following passage. Summarize the main idea and the main point(s) of the passage in no more than 60 words. Use your own words as far as possible.

Where are the bees?

Bees are essential to the production of food we eat. Bees make honey, but they also pollinate large areas of crops, such as strawberries, apples and onions. About a third of the food we eat is a result of pollination of the bees. Unfortunately, bees have been disappearing at an alarming rate.
In 2006,bee keepers started reporting about something called Colony Collapse Disaster(CCD).The main sign of CCD is the loss of adult honey bees from a hive. In October of 2006,some beekeepers reported that they had lost between 30 and 90 percent of their hives.
There were many theories for the disappearance of the bees. But the most convincing one has to do with pesticides and lifestyles of bees today. Nowadays, beekeeper get most of their income not from producing honey but from renting bees to pollinate plants. This means that the life of the typical bee now consists of travelling all around the country to pollinate crops as the seasons change. That means a lot of traveling on trucks, which is very stressful to bees. It is not unusual for up to 30% of the hive to die during transport due to stress. In addition, bees that spend most of their time locked up on trucks are not exposed to what they usually live on. Instead, they live on a sweet liquid from corn, usually polluted with pesticides.
The exact reason for the disappearance of bees is not sure, but losing bees is very costly to the economy. The bee pollination services are worth over $8 billion a year. With no bees, pollination will have to be done by hand, which would have effects on the quality of food and increased food priced. We hear a lot about big environmental disasters almost every day. But one of the biggest may just be the loss of that tiny flying insect.
第 II 卷(共 40 分)
V. Translation:Translate the following sentences into English, using the words given in the brackets.
1.究竟是什么激发小王学习电子工程的积极性?(motivate)
2.网上支付方便了客户,但是牺牲了他们的隐私。(at the cost of)
3.让我的父母非常满意的是,从这个公寓的餐厅可以俯视街对面的世纪公园,从起居室也可以。(so)
4.博物馆疏于管理,展品积灰,门厅冷落,急需改善。(whose)

VI. Writing

Write an English composition in 120-150 words according to the instructions given below in Chinese.
假如你是明启中学的李华,你的朋友李楠给你写了一封信,告诉你他要开发一个新的 APP,
用这个软件共享衣服,想要征集大家的看法,你是否愿意共享你的衣服,给出理由(信的格式已给)。
2019 年上海市春考试卷参考答案
  1. that 22. to happen 23. would show/would be showing/would have shown
  2. from/on/at/after
  3. had been pointed/had pointed/were pointing/pointed/were pointed
  4. himself 27. which/that 28. Inspired/Having been inspired/Being inspired
  5. Though/Although/While/Not 30. doing 31-40 DABHC IEGKF
41-55 BDABC CBBDA ADACD
56-59 XXXX 60-63 BBC 64-67 BBAB 68-71XXX
72.What on earth has motivated Xiao Wang’s enthusiasm/ initiative to major in electronic engineering?
  1. Online payment brings convenience to consumers at the cost of their privacy.
  2. To my parents' satisfaction, the dining room of this apartment overlooks the Century Park opposite the street and so it is with the sitting room.
或者 What makes my parents really satisfy is that they can see the Century Park from the dining
room of this apartment, so can they from the living room.
  1. This museum is not well managed, whose exhibits are covered with dust, and there are few visitors, so everything is badly in need of improvement.

The museum whose management is reckless, whose exhibits are piled with dust and whose lobby is deserted, requires immediate improvement.

Writing

Dear Li Nan,
Hearing that you have developed a new app of students sharing clothes, I feel truly proud of your novel idea. Personally speaking, I am willing to share my clothes on your app. The reasons are as follows.
To begin with, it will be wonderful for me if I learn that someone that I barely know of can share my happiness of wearing my clothes. It feels like you are emotionally connecting someone in your clothes. Then I may naturally wish to know more about that particular “someone” and probably further deepen our relationship. In the end, a good friendship between me and my clothes mate might be built based on our common clothes. What’s more, if other students can try my
clothes through the app. In turn, I also can try their new clothes. Therefore, students can wear different types of clothes without actually spending any money.
What’s more important is that sharing my clothes will take full use of them. In today’s material society, there are so many parents who prepare lots of clothes for their beloved children for
different occasions, such as a dress for the party, gym suit for indoor sports. Moreover, the clothes can only realize their true value after they are put on a person’s body.
To summarize, sharing my clothes on your app benefits others and me.
Yours, Li Hua
听力原文
I. Listening Comprehension Section A
  1. W: This table is reserved for you, sir.
M: It looks like a nice table, but it's too close to the kitchen door. O: Where does the conversation most probably take place?
  1. M: Isaw you on TV yesterday. You were ever so good. You didn't look nervous. W: To be frank. When it was my turn to speak, I really had my heart in my mouth. Q: What does the woman mean?
  2. M: Shall we go and try that snack bar around the corner? W: I can't eat anything. My headaches.
Q: What can we learn about the woman?
  1. W: A single room is fifty pounds per night, and a double room sixty pounds per night. Stay two nights and you'll get another for free.
M: A single room for three nights, please.
Q: How much should the man pay for his room?
  1. W: How did you do in the writing contest? M: If only I had paid more attention to spelling. Q: Whal can we learn about the man?
  2. M: Hey. Joan, what's up?
W: Nothing much. It's my son! It doesn't seem easy for him to get used to the new school Q: How does Joan most probably feel about her son?
  1. M: Have you heard from Mary lately? It'ssaid she is not working as a fitness coach.
W: I got an email from her last week. She has been working at a school since she left our
firm.
Q: Who are the two speakers talking about?
  1. W: How did the lecture go?
M: Oh, you should have seen those young people. Thirsty for knowledge, drinking in my
wisdom.
Q: What does the man mean?
  1. M: Look at the menu. Everything looks great, but that's too expensive. W: Have anything you like? Tom said it's on our boss.
Q: Who will pay the bill?
  1. W: David, I got you a present, a solar-powered calculator. M: I don't need a calculator, Mom. I have one
Q: What does David imply?
Section B
Questions 11 through 13 are based on the following passage.
The calm waters of Rose Bay in Sydney are disturbed only when a seaplane comes into land and take off again. In some way, Rose Bay has witnessed the surprising history of flying boats, type of early seaplane. On the fifth of Julv, 1938, an empire class flying boat departed from here, Australia's first international airport. It was heading for England and mark the start of the golden age of flying boats. Over ten days, with thirty stops along the route, passengers enjoyed a first
class service, including breakfasts of fruit, steak, juice and wine.
But the flight didn't come cheap. Tickets were far beyond the reach of most Australians at a price that was equivalent to an annual salary. The service was suspended in 1942 as war took hold and the planes were officially-used by the air force. By the time normal life started again after the war,land-based aircraft had developed rapidly, and flying boats were looking increasingly out of date. However. Sydney and its vast waters remained well-placed to exploit their resources, and so began a new age for the flying boats
Questions:
  1. When did the golden age of flying boats start?
  2. Why was the service of empire class flying boats stopped in the early 1940s?
  3. What is the speaker mainly talking about?
Questions 14through 16 are based on the following passage.
According to some psychologists, intelligence is the ability to learn from experience, adapt to new situations, understand and handle abstract concepts, and use knowledge to change one's environment. Skills like learning, memory, reasoning, and problem solving enhance these abilities. Therefore, certain habits may be evidence you've got these skills. For example, it is commonly thought that those who are intelligent are organized and have everything in their workspace arranged neatly. But that's not the case.
In an experiment from the University of Minnesota, people in a messy setting came up with more creative ideas than those in a neat space. Kathleen Watts, study author says disorderly environments seem to inspire breaking free of tradition, which can produce the fresh idea. Orderly environments, in contrast, encourage following traditions and playing it safe. But according to JonathanWhite, a research scientist at Duke University, creativity is one of the qualities that smarter people tend to possess, and it may actually lead to messiness. He says it's not messiness that helps creativity, but creativity which may create messiness. Such people tend to get lost in thought while focusing on a problem or issue. And cleanliness becomes of less importance that focusing on the problem at hand.
Questions:
  1. According to the passage, what are intelligent people like in most people's eyes?
  2. According to Jonathan White from DukeUniversity. Which of the following statements is
true?
  1. What is the passage mainly about?
Questions 17 through 20 are based on the following conversation.
W: James, have you read about the new research into the human brain? M: Not yet. What does it say?
W: It says men are better at some things like map reading and finding direction, while women are better at other things like remembering words and faces.
M: Interesting! Now I understand why I'm the one of my family who does all the map reading.
W: The research was done by a team from the University of Pennsylvania. They looked at the brains of nearly one thousand men and women and found they are wired differently
M: Wired differently? You mean"connected in different ways"?
W: Right! In males, the stronger connections run within each half o the brain. In women. The stronger connections are between the two sides of the brain.
M: I see.
W: The difference might explain why men are better at learning and performing a single task, like reading maps or cycling. But women are often better at doing several things at the same time. They can also concentrate on a task for longer.
M: Now. I can understand why I cannot do several things together.
W: But not everyone agrees. A professor from the University of Oxford said the connections inside the brain are not permanently fixed, and the brain is very complex. Without sufficient data, you can't jump to any general conclusions.
M: I guess the professor is right now. (Now, listen again.)
Questions:
17: What is the conversation mainly about?
18: Compared with women's brains, what does the new research find out about men's brains?
  1. According to the new research, which of the following are women better at?
20: What does the professor from theUniversity of Oxford think of the new research findings?
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2020.11.10 06:04 Eliza03 44 [F4M] Are you out there...my scruffy, dad-bod, sweet man?!

Hey...how’s it going?! This is a bit about me and who I’m looking for...is it you?! I’m passionate about people and my relationships with them... I’m a concert junkie and love art/architecture and am addicted to the remodeling/house hunter shows on HGTV. People describe me as fun-loving, sweet, passionate, sincere, honest (sometimes to a fault) and loyal (to friends and boyfriends....never cheated and don’t think I ever will). I like to think I’m kinda dorky too...I’m not high maintenance when it comes to relationships as long as I know where I stand with you.
I treat people the way I’d like to be treated. Multi-faceted describes me well. I can hang out with the guys, love to watch sports, (Broncos, Spurs, Pats are my favorite teams). Sidenote: I met Tom Brady in college—good story. At the same time, I’m also into girly things, too. I love to get dressed up and I prefer to wear dresses, though I’ll get my hands dirty here and there, as well.
I would really like to be able to explore the sights in the area with someone intelligent and easy-going. People watching is fun. I like adventure, but not the kind that can get you killed. I guess most guys would classify women as either "fun/sexy" or "kind of girl you take home to meet the parents", but I know I’m a bit of both.
I am looking to meet some new friends and see where it goes from there. I’m absolutely not looking for a hook-up, but once we get to know each other, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised. 😉 I’d definitely be open to a relationship with the right person and although I don’t want to force it, I’m dating with the intent of finding love. Don’t waste my time if you aren’t and I won’t waste yours. In case you can’t tell, I say exactly what’s on my mind and I think that’s a good thing. ☺️
Here are some of my pics: https://imgur.com/a/cdIyRl0
My ideal match would be honest, kind, intelligent, but not arrogant about it, have a pretty broad sense of humor and can put up with my sense of humor, ("That’s What She Said" Jokes). I want someone warm and loving who has an amazing smile!
I don’t have kids and won’t be having any, (I’m fixed). But, I don’t mind dating someone with them...and kids do tend to like me. I know your kids come first, as they should!
Although physical chemistry is important, I have no problem with receding hair lines, baldness, etc. and I’ve dated guys who are barely above 5" to 6''5". I don’t care if you have a beer belly...(I actually love Dad bods...especially guys with brown/black hair, scruffy faces and a great smile), as long as you are kind and honest, I’m open to getting to know you!!
I’ve dated a homeless guy (found out on the third date and continued to date him) to very “successful” guys and I don’t care about what you do or how much you make or what you drive. Just treat me and others well and that’s all I need.
I love giving lots of affection and doing thoughtful and sweet stuff for my man, like leaving hidden notes for him to find or making him his favorite meal, having him go on a scavenger hunt around the house with clues for tickets to see his favorite band, etc. When I’m in a relationship, I give my all and wear my heart on my sleeve and hope you will, too. I’m super-open and am not the type to brood and keep things to myself or hold grudges. I love it when guys are thoughtful and think of the random, little things. I don’t need a ton of gifts, (though they are appreciated). I just need you to tell me what’s on your mind and be open with me...lots of affection and playfulness! I will be open and trusting as long as you don’t give me reason not to. I don’t like getting to know new people through text for too long. It’s so much easier on a phone call, video call or in-person. When I’m in a relationship, I love dating guys who like to talk regularly. Also, I don’t ghost people and please don’t do that to me. We are all adults. If I like you, I will tell you and show you. If I don’t, I will politely decline. I also rarely break up with someone without having talked it out a couple times and giving it time for us to try to work it out, first. That being said, I don’t date just to have a warm body next to me. I’m happy being single and would rather be single than in an unhappy relationship.
Side note: My love languages are Verbal Affirmations and Physical Touch and my Myer’s Briggs is ENFP.
I’m politically left-leaning/progressive and it’s important to me. I believe Black Lives Matter and also don’t think all cops are bad. I believe healthcare should be a right, not a privilege.
Things I’m not into: guys calling me “babe” or “sexy” before we even meet, (love it coming from a boyfriend, though); guys flexing their muscles in their profile pics, shirtless selfies in the bathroom (beach and pool are fine), guys who don’t have at least one pic of them smiling without sunglasses or a hat (none of my pics have filters); guys who love racing cars or motorcycles (it’s a death wish in my mind), guys who hunt (for some reason, I don’t mind fishing), metrosexual guys...I like my guys natural and rough-around-the-edges. I really go for the “guy next door” type, not the GQ type.
Hate to say it and it’s definitely not as much of a dealbreaker as the other stuff, but I’m not really into guys who live and die for video games, anime and sci-fi. I definitely don’t mind someone who is moderately into those, just not the super-fans. I’m not trying to be negative or judgmental at all, I’ve just dated enough to know what works for me and what doesn’t and don’t want to waste your time or mine.
I just want a dorky, quirky, sweet and funny guy who doesn’t take himself too seriously, but knows how and when to be an adult. Is that you?! I know I wrote a ton, but I’m really tired of trying to sort through messages from guys who I’m not compatible with through online dating and trying to uncover the right guy for me amongst them. I figure if you read all this and it sounds like you or something you want, we have a much better chance of finding happiness and not wasting our time. Anyway, can’t wait to chat with you!! 😊
P.S. I live in the Denver area....it’s amazing here! I’m open to talking to guys outside my area, but just saying it’d take a lot to make me move from here, but if I found the right guy, I’d be willing to give it a shot, perhaps.
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2020.11.09 14:52 ZandrickEllison [OC] The Overly-Long and Probably-Wrong list of the Top Draft Prospects

As a basketball fan, it's always fun to speculate on the NBA Draft prospects. That said, I'd stress the speculate part of that statement. As an outsider with no real access to these players, it's hard to be arrogant and steadfast in our opinions. We're working with about 10% as much information as actual NBA teams. If you feel confident in your analysis based on some highlight tapes of James Wiseman dunking on South Carolina State or LaMelo Ball jacking up shots in the Australian League, god bless you. And if you want to read my amateur analysis, god bless you too. But before you do, remember to check your sodium levels and take these picks with a grain of salt.
BEST PROSPECTS in the 2019-20 NBA DRAFT
(1) SG Anthony Edwards, Georgia
Based on pure stats, Anthony Edwards would be one of the least impressive # 1 picks of all time. We're talking about a player who just averaged 19-5-3 on bad shooting splits (40-29-77) on a bad Georgia team. In fact, the Bulldogs didn't even crack .500 (finishing 16-16). All things considered, this isn't the resume of a top overall pick. It's like a kid with a 2.9 GPA applying to Harvard Law.
Still, the "eye test" helps Edwards' case in the same way it helped proud Harvard alum Elle Woods. Edwards has a powerful frame (strong and long with a 6'9" wingspan) and a scorer's mentality. He's going to be a handful for NBA wings to contend with, especially when he's going downhill. And while he hasn't shown to be a knockdown shooter, his form looks better than the results suggest. I'd project that he can become an average (35-36%) three-point shooter in time.
It may be unfair to label Edwards with the "best case scenario" comparison -- Dwyane Wade, for example -- but it may be just as unfair to liken him to "worst case scenario" comps like Dion Waiters as well. One of the reasons that Waiters is such an inefficient scorer in the NBA is that he's allergic to the free-throw line; he averages 3.1 FTA per 36 minutes. Edwards didn't live at the FT line, but he did get there 5.3 times per game. With more encouragement from an analytical front office or coaching staff, Edwards has the potential to get to the line 7-8 times a game and raise his ceiling in terms of efficiency.
The key for Edwards' career is going to be his work ethic and basketball character. As a prospect, he reminds me of Donovan Mitchell; in fact, he's ahead of where Mitchell was at the same age. That said, Mitchell is a natural leader who made a concerted effort to improve his body and his overall game. If Edwards can do the same, he has true All-Star potential. If he walks into the building thinking he's already a superstar, then he may never become one.
best fits
Anthony Edwards has some bust potential, but he also has true star potential. Given that, it'd be great to see him go to a team that's willing to feature him. Chances are he won't last this long, but he'd be a great fit for Charlotte (#3). The Hornets desperately need a signature star, and Edwards has the chance to be a 20 PPG scorer within a year or two.
worst fits
If Edwards falls in the draft, he may end up clashing with the talent on the teams in the 4-5 range. Chicago (#4) already has a scoring guard in Zach LaVine. Meanwhile, Cleveland (#5) has already doubled up on scoring guards with Collin Sexton and Darius Garland. Adding a third would be a potential headache, both offensively and defensively.
(2) C James Wiseman, Memphis
A true center? Gross! What is this, 1970?
Traditional big men tend to get treated that way these days. In some ways, they've become the "running backs" of the NBA. They once ruled the draft, but now they have to scrape and claw to climb into the top 5.
Still, let's no go overboard here. Even if centers aren't as valuable as they used to be, there's still some value here. Some of the best centers in the game (Nikola Jokic, Rudy Gobert, Joel Embiid, etc) have helped make their teams staples in the playoffs. Wiseman can potentially impact a team in the same way, especially on the defensive end. He can get beat on switches now and then, but he's about as agile as you can expect out of a kid who's 7'1" with a 7'6" wingspan. Offensively, he has an improving face-up game in addition to being a devastating lob threat.
Another reason that I'm comfortable with Wiseman in the top 3 is because he appears to be a smart kid with the will to improve his game. He intends to keep stretching out his range towards three point territory. Even if he can be a passable three-point shooter (in the 33% range), that should help make him a consistent 18-12 player and a fringe All-Star. And if not, then he'll still be a viable starting center.
best fits
We mentioned Charlotte (#3) as a great fit for Anthony Edwards, and I'd say the same for Wiseman here. His game complements the more dynamic P.J. Washington well; between the two of them, they'd have the 4-5 spot locked up for years. While Wiseman's best chance to be a star may come in Charlotte, we don't know if he truly has that type of aggressive upside. The more likely scenario is him being a pretty good starting center with an emphasis on defense. In that case, he makes some sense in Golden State (#2) and Atlanta (#6).
worst fits
Apparently James Wiseman doesn't want to go to Minnesota (#1), which makes sense given the presence of Karl-Anthony Towns. If he slips, Chicago (#4) may also be an odd fit. Wiseman is a better prospect than Wendell Carter Jr., but they're not terribly dissimilar. The new Bulls administration didn't select Carter, but it still feels too early to give up on a recent # 7 pick.
(3) PF/C Onyeka Okongwu, USC (HIGHER than most expert rankings)
Another big man? I may be showing my age here.
Still, I'm going to stick to my guns and suggest Onyeka Okongwu is a top 3 prospect in the class for some of the same reasons we ranked James Wiseman so highly. In fact, Okongwu is arguably an even better defensive prospect than Wiseman. While he doesn't have the same size (6'9" with a 7'1" wingspan), he's more switchable. He projects as a prowling, shot-blocking panther, not dissimilar to Bam Adebayo on Miami. Offensively, he flashes some solid skill here and there, although it's unlikely he'd get to Adebayo's level as a playmaker.
Another aspect that should help Okongwu is his selflessness. In high school, he played for Chino Hills alongside stars Lonzo and LaMelo Ball. While there, he blended in and did the dirty work for the LaVar Traveling Circus. It's likely that Okongwu will play a similar role in the NBA, complementing a star perimeter player.
While Okongwu may not have All-Star upside, I don't see much downside here. I'd be surprised if he's not a long-time starter at the center position (with the potential to play some PF if his shooting range improves.)
best fits
The most natural fits for Onyeka Okongwu mirror the best fits for James Wiseman. There’s a chance he may slip further than Wiseman too. Washington (#9) should be salivating if that’s the case.
worst fits
As a low-usage player, there aren't a lot of terrible fits for Okongwu on the board. However, Detroit (#7) already has Blake Griffin on a long-term deal and may re-sign Christian Wood as well. Given that, there wouldn't be much room for Okongwu barring a Griffin trade.
(4) PG LaMelo Ball, U.S./Australia. (LOWER than most expect rankings)
Every draft pick is an inherent gamble, but there's a difference between gambling in blackjack and gambling in Roulette. To me, LaMelo Ball is more of the latter.
No doubt, there's a chance that you may get lucky and "win big" with LaMelo Ball. He has great height for the position at 6'6"/6'7", and he makes some exceptional passes that illustrate a rare court vision. ESPN's Draft Express team ranks him as the # 1 prospect overall, and I take that seriously. Those guys were way ahead of the curve on calling Luka Doncic a transcendent talent at a time when most others were still skeptical.
At the same time, I'd say there is a sizable downside here as well. In fact, I'd estimate that there's a greater than 50/50 chance that Ball is a "bust" based on his current draft status.
LaMelo Ball put up good raw numbers this past season in the NBL -- 17.0 points, 7.6 rebounds, 6.8 assists -- but he was in a situation specifically designed for him to put up good numbers. The efficiency tells a different story, as his shooting splits (38-25-72) look worrisome. Yes, height helps on defense, but it doesn't matter much if you're not locked in on that end. And yes, highlight-reel passes and super-deep threes are fun to watch, but they're not a path to consistency on offense. As Ball makes the jump to the NBA, he may smack hard into a wall and crash into the water like was on Wipeout. There's a chance he'll be among the worst players (from an advanced stats perspective) as a rookie.
So what? We expect most rookies to struggle, right? That's true, but I'd be nervous about how LaMelo Ball and his camp would respond to those initial struggles. Again, I've never met the kid and have no real basis for this, but media interviews make him seem a little immature. That's totally understandable for a 19 year old, but it's not ideal for a 19 year old who's about to get handed the keys to an NBA franchise. If he struggles out of the gates, will he start to lose confidence? Will LaVar Ball start to make waves? Will the media gleefully tear him to shreds? No clue. And if I'm picking in the top 3, I'd prefer to have more confidence than question marks.
best fits
If we treat LaMelo Ball as a developmental project, then I'd prefer he land with a team like Chicago (#4). New coach Billy Donovan is a former PG himself, and spent decades working with young kids at the college level. If they slow play Ball's development, we may see the best of him down the road. Detroit (#7) also makes sense. Coach Dwane Casey has a pretty good reputation in player development himself, and he has a solid bridge PG in Derrick Rose to help buy Ball some time.
worst fits
Cleveland (#5) is an obviously wonky fit based on the current roster. I'd also assert that Charlotte (#3) is a poor fit as well. While the team desperately needs a signature star, they don't have the type of supporting cast that would be conducive to him right now. And if he struggles as a rookie, then coach James Borrego and the whole front office may be cleaned out. If that happens, a new administration would be inheriting a franchise player that they didn't pick in the first place.
(5) SF/PF Deni Avdija, Israel
The NBA tends to be reactionary when it comes to the draft, which can be particularly impactful for international prospects. Their stock tends to swing up and down more violently than a ride at Action Park. There was a ton of skepticism about Euros when Dirk Nowitzki came along. When he hit, the NBA got so excited they drafted Darko Milicic at # 2. Eventually that excitement wore off as the busts started to pile up again. But when Latvian Kristaps Porzingis looked like the real deal, it helped reverse that narrative and helped Dragan Bender go # 4 the following year.
In terms of that up-and-down timing, Deni Avdija stands to benefit. He's coming into the NBA on the heels of an incredible sophomore campaign from Luka Doncic. No one thinks that Avdija can be a superstar like Doncic, but teams aren't as wary of international wings (specifically white wings) these days. Avdija should go somewhere in the top 10 if not the top 5.
In my mind, that's justified. He's 6'9", which should allow him to play either the SF or PF positions. He hasn't shown to be an excellent shooter yet, but he should eventually be solid there. He's better suited as a playmaker and passer, and he can also use his size and skill to convert on slashes around the rim. I've seen some comparisons to Lamar Odom before, although that may be optimistic. More likely, he'll be a 4th or 5th starter. His experience as a pro should help toward that end, as he's used to working hard and fitting in on a team of vets.
best fits
If you project Deni Avdija to just "fit in" and be a solid starter, then he'd make sense on a team like Golden State (#2). He could effectively play the role of Harrison Barnes or old Andre Iguodala for them. If the intention is to make him more of a featured player, then the Knicks (#8) would be interesting. In that market, he has real star potential.
worst fits
I don't love the fit for Avdija in Charlotte (#3), where he may duplicate some of P.J. Washington's talents. Atlanta (#6) and Phoenix (#10) have also invested in young SF-PFs recently, so Avdija may find himself scraping for time there.
(6) SG/SF Devin Vassell, Florida State (HIGHER than most expert rankings)
Every single NBA team needs 3+D wings. They thirst for them like a dying man in the desert. And then, when a legitimate 3+D wing comes along, they often ignore them in favor of splashier players at other positions.
Part of the issue is that low-usage 3+D wings aren't going to put up monster stats. That's certainly true of Devin Vassell, who averaged a modest 12.7 points this past year. Still, you have to go deeper than the pure numbers alone and consider the context. Florida State had a stacked and balanced team. In fact, Vassell's 12.7 PPG was the highest on the roster (and came in only 28.8 minutes.) There's more in the tank here than we've seen so far. He can hit the three (42% and 42% from deep in his two years), and he shows a good feel for the game (2:1 assist/turnover ratio.)
Vassell shows even more potential on the defensive end. He's currently listed at 6'7" with a 6'10" wingspan, but he looks even longer than that to my eye. He's tenacious and disruptive (1.4 steals, 1.0 blocks) without being out of control. Presumably, he should be a good defender at either the SG or SF spot.
In a sense, Vassell's the prototype for a 3+D wing. To be fair, I don't anticipate him being a great shooter at the next level. His FT% was iffy, and he's apparently been tweaking his shot during the draft process. Still, if he can be a viable shooting threat in the way that Josh Richardson is (an inconsistent shooter who averages around 36%), then he should be a solid starter for an NBA team. That may not sound like something worthy of a top 5 pick, but the high "floor" helps him in this case. He also appears to have a strong character and work ethic, making him feel like an even safer bet.
best fits
Devin Vassell's skill set would fit on virtually any NBA roster -- but his perceived lack of upside may keep him from going as high as my personal ranking. If he does, then Cleveland (#5) would be a nice fit given their lack of big wings and their lack of defense. Defensive-challenged Washington (#9) would also make sense; Vassell tends to be listed as a SG but he should have enough size to play the SF for them.
worst fits
You can never have too many 3+D wings, but it may be a duplication to put Devin Vassell on the same team with Mikal Bridges in Phoenix (#10).
(7) PG Tyrese Haliburton, Iowa State
One of the reasons I'd have to be specific about a fit with a player like LaMelo Ball is that he needs the ball in his hands to maximize his potential. That's true for most lead guards.
Given that, it's a nice change of pace to see a prospect like Tyrese Haliburton come along. He's listed as a PG and he can perform those duties. This past season, he averaged 15.2 points and 6.5 assists per game. But he ALSO can operate as an off-the-ball player. As a freshman, he did exactly that, effectively working as a wing player and a glue guy on offense. His three-point shot looks wonky, but he converted 43% as a freshman and 42% as a sophomore. If that translates, he can be an effective spacer as well.
Haliburton's versatility also extends to the defensive end. He's 6'5" with an incredible 7'0" wingspan, allowing him to guard either PG or SGs. Like Devin Vassell, he also puts those tools to good use. Either one is an incredible athlete, but they're disruptive and locked in on that end. I'd expect Haliburton to be one of the better guard defenders in the NBA.
All in all, you may ask: why isn't this guy ranked HIGHER? The skill set would justify that. At the end of the day I don't see elite upside here (maybe George Hill?) because he may have some trouble getting his shot off in a halfcourt offense. Still, he's one of the safer prospects overall and a kid that you'd feel good betting on.
best fits
The New York Knicks (#8) may bring in a big-name guard like Chris Paul and Russell Westbrook, but if they stick with the rebuild then Tyrese Haliburton makes loads of sense. He can share playmaking duties with R.J. Barrett, and he can help Tom Thibodeau establish a defensive culture. He'd also make sense for Detroit (#7) and even Atlanta (#6). While the Hawks have Trae Young locked in at PG, Haliburton can play enough SG to justify 30+ overall minutes.
worst fits
Obviously any team that doesn't have room for a PG OR SG would be a problem here. Cleveland (#5) and Washington (#9) are the clearest examples of that. While Haliburton could theoretically guard some SFs, it's not the best use of his talent.
(8) PG Killian Hayes, France
If NBA centers are like NFL running backs, then point guards / lead playmakers may be like quarterbacks. There's positive and negatives to that comparison. Obviously, a good lead guard can immediately boost your team. At the same time, you don't really need more than one. And if you're not "the guy," then your impact is going to be limited.
Given that, there's a high bar to being a starting PG in the NBA. You have to be really, really friggin' good. According to many experts, Killian Hayes is exactly that. Physically he's what you want in the position, with a 6'5" frame. He averaged 16.8 points and 7.8 assists per 36 playing in Germany this year for a team that had a few former pros like Zoran Dragic. The Ringer has him # 1 overall.
Personally, I haven't completely bought into that hype yet. I can't claim to have season tickets to Ratiopharm Ulm, but when I watch highlights I don't really see ELITE traits here. He's not incredibly explosive, he's not a great shooter, he's over-reliant on his left hand. I have no doubt that he has the upside to be a good starter, but I don't think we've seen enough (or at least, I haven't) to make me confident in that projection.
best fits
Chicago (#4) and Detroit (#7) appear to be the most obvious fits for a potential star guard like Killian Hayes. And while the Knicks may have been underwhelmed by a French PG before, he would make sense for them at #8 as well.
worst fits
Teams with lead guards locked in -- Golden State (#2), Cleveland (#5), for example -- would be obviously problematic fits for Hayes. While he has the size to play some shooting guard defensively, he has a ways to go before he's a sharpshooting spacer.
(9) SG/SF Aaron Nesmith, Vanderbilt (HIGHER than most expert rankings)
Back when I was single, I dated a girl who presumably viewed me as a "developmental prospect." She'd always tell me how cool I'd look if I got some new jeans. How hot I'd be if I lost some weight. After a while, reality set in. It ain't happening, honey. What you see is what you get. The whole transformation idea may have worked with Chris Pratt, but it's not going to work with schlubby ol' Zandrick Ellison.
Sometimes it feels like NBA teams view prospects in the same delusional way. Josh Jackson can be a superstar -- if he develops his shot! Isaac Okoro can be a great pick -- if he becomes a great shooter! IF IF IF. We tend to forget that it's not that easy for a leopard to change his spots or for a player to suddenly develop a shooting stroke. It may have worked with Kawhi Leonard, but it's not working with most players.
Given that, we should value players who already have developed that skill. Aaron Nesmith is one of the best shooters in the draft -- right here, right now. He shot 52% from three and 83% from the line this past season. There's a sample size issue there (he only played 14 games prior to injury), but his shooting form looks fluid and suggests that he should be a legitimate 38-40% shooter from deep. While Nesmith isn't a great athlete or defender, his 7'0" wingspan should help him hang at either the SG or SF spots. All in all, we're talking about a player who should be a starter, or at the very least a high-level rotational player.
best fits
Aaron Nesmith isn't going to put a team on his back, but he can help carry the load offensively given his shooting ability. That should make him a good fit for a team like New Orleans (#13) as they look to replace J.J. Redick down the road. He'd also be an excellent fit with Orlando (#16) as they eye more shooters/scorers.
worst fits
It's hard to find a bad fit for a good shooting wing, but there are a few teams that may not have starting positions available. Phoenix (#10) already has Devin Booker and a few solid young SFs. Sacramento (#12) already has Buddy Hield and Bogdan Bogdanovic (presuming they retain them.)
(10) PG/SG R.J. Hampton, U.S/N.Z. (HIGHER than most expert rankings)
After that rant about delusions of grandeur with development prospects, let me try and talk you into a raw developmental prospect.
Like LaMelo Ball, R.J. Hampton went to play in the NBL during his gap year after high school. They were both top 10 prospects going in, but their stocks diverged from there. LaMelo Ball put up big numbers and locked himself into top 3 status. Hampton didn't showcase much (8.8 points per game on 41-30-68 shooting splits) and may drop out of the lottery altogether. But again, I'd caution us to consider context here. LaMelo Ball went to a bad team where he could jack up shots. Hampton played on a contending team that didn't spoon-feed him minutes.
Given that limited sample, I'm falling back on the "eye test" here. No doubt, Hampton's shot is a problem. He's a poor shooter now, and it may be 2-3 years before he straightens it out. At the same time, his size and explosion jumps out at you, particularly when he's attacking the basket. He also appears to be a mature and charismatic young man. That combo -- physical talent + basketball character -- tends to be a winning formula. There's some chance Hampton turns out to be a genuine star as a scoring lead guard. There's also a sizable chance he busts. Still, it's the type of gamble that teams in the late lottery should be considering.
best fits
In a PG-rich class, it'd be bold for Detroit (#8) to reach on R.J. Hampton. Still, he would fit there, as the team could groom him behind Derrick Rose for another year or two until he's ready to take over for major minutes. Any team that can afford him the luxury of patience would be a nice landing spot, even if it means going later in the draft to places like Boston (#14, #26) or Utah (#23.)
worst fits
I'd be less bullish on R.J. Hampton in situations where he may have to play early and take his lumps. The N.Y. Knicks (#8) have struggled to develop point guards Frank Ntilkina and Dennis Smith already, and a new coaching staff doesn't make those concerns go away. Hampton would also have lower upside on teams that already have scoring guards locked in, like Sacramento (#12) or Portland (#16).
(11) PF Obi Toppin, Dayton (LOWER than most expert rankings)
When Obi Toppin sees the list of names ahead of him, he should be stewing with rage. He's arguably the most productive player on the entire board. This past season at Dayton, he averaged 20.0 points on 63% shooting from the field. He's a good athlete and dunker, and he even hit 39% of his threes. At 6'9", he's a natural PF but he could theoretically play some SF or C too if need be. What else does a guy need to do to go in the top 5??
But while Toppin checks all the boxes on paper, I'm a little more skeptical. In fact, he reminds me a lot of Arizona PF Derrick Williams, who went # 2 in the 2011 draft. Many pundits thought Williams was the best player in the class, fresh on the heels of an awesome sophomore season that saw him average 19.5 points per game on 60% shooting and 57% (!) from three. The trouble is: Williams benefited from a small sample size from 3 that year (74 total). And while he was athletic in the dunking sense, he didn't have the hip movement to guard 3s or 4s effectively.
We see some of the same traits play out here with Toppin. He dominated this past season as a (22 year old) sophomore. Still, I'm doubtful that his three-point shooting is as good as the numbers suggest. I'm doubtful that his run-and-dunk athleticism translates to the defensive end, where he often looks stiff when changing direction. I can see a scenario where Toppin is a scoring big in the mold of a John Collins, but it's more likely to me that he'll be a scorer off the bench instead.
best fits
While I'm cool on Obi Toppin myself, I fully admit that I could be wrong and he may just end up being Rookie of the Year. That may happen if he plays on a team like Washington (#9) where his guards will be able to take a lot of pressure off and give him good opportunities to score. Cleveland (#5) would also make some sense if they trade Kevin Love.
worst fits
If Toppin's defense is going to be bad, then he'd be a poor fit with Atlanta (#6). I also don't see much of a fit with Sacramento (#12) given the presence of Marvin Bagley III. In the long run, both may end up being smallball 5s.
(12) SF Isaac Okoro, Auburn (LOWER than most expert rankings)
We've all had this experience before. You'll go see a movie that you hear everyone rave about and you come away... underwhelmed. It's fine. It's OK. But you just don't get all the fuss about it.
Right out of that Silver Linings Playbook comes Isaac Okoro. His stats don't jump off the page: 12.9 points, 4.4 rebounds, 0.9 steals, 0.9 blocks. He's allegedly a great defensive player, but his dimensions (6'6" with a 6'8" wingspan) don't suggest "stopper." Worse yet, he's a poor shooter from distance (29% from three, 67% from the line.) The last time I got this sense of "meh-ness" was Jarrett Culver last year. I didn't understand how he went in the top 5, and I'm not going to understand how Okoro goes in the top 10 this year.
To be clear, I don't think Okoro (or Culver) is a BAD prospect, just that they're both overrated by the community. Okoro is definitely a strong kid who is active around the rim. He's a live body. He could theoretically improve his shooting and become a starter. Still, "potential starter" is not something that I want in a top 10 pick.
best fits
While I don't love Isaac Okoro myself, I can see some good fits on the board. Washington (#9) could use some thicker wings who can play solid defense. Portland (#16) is incredibly desperate for capable wings themselves.
worst fits
With Okoro, I don't necessarily think the worst fits are a matter of skill set as much as expectation. If he goes as high as Chicago (#4) or Cleveland (#5), I suspect he'll disappoint in terms of the returns and garner some resentment from the fan base.
(13) SG/SF Josh Green, Arizona
As oddly overrated as Isaac Okoro is (in my mind), Josh Green is oddly underrated. Okoro tends to go about 10 spots higher in mock drafts, but they seem nearly identical in terms of a head-to-head comparison. In fact, I had to go back and forth about which I'd rank higher. They're both good athletes for their position and should be backend starters at the next level. Okoro is thicker and better around the rim, while Green is further along as a shooter. Overall I leaned to Okoro because he had the size to match up with bigger SFs and has a little more of a bullying scorer gene in him, but it was a close race.
In fact, you can argue that Josh Green's selflessness will actually benefit him in the NBA. He's a "team guy," with an underrated passing ability and basketball IQ. The stats don't jump off the pages in that regard (2.6 assists, 1.6 turnovers), but he was also playing with a good college PG in Nico Mannion. As he moves to the NBA, he's unlikely to have the ball much either, but he projects to be an all-around glue guy who can help on both ends.
best fits
As with Isaac Okoro, Portland (#16) could be a nice landing spot for a solid wing player. And while New Orleans (#13) has a lot of athleticism already, it never hurts to have another viable wing. They tended to play small at the SG-SF spot, which hurt their defense overall. Playing Green could help them when they slide Brandon Ingram over to the 4 and Zion Williamson at the 5.
worst fits
I don't see many "bad" fits for Josh Green on the board, but you'd prefer that he went to a team that intended to make him a part of the future. Minnesota (#17) may not be able to do that if they already have Jarrett Culver and Josh Okogie. Brooklyn (#19) may not be looking for long-term projects since they're in a "win now" mode.
(14) PG Tyrell Terry, Stanford
Tyrell Terry is rocketing up draft boards on account of his stellar shooting ability (41% from 3, 89% from the line) and his better-than-expected measurement of 6'3". It's only natural that pundits would start comparing him to stud shooters like Steph Curry.
That said, not every stud shooter is Steph Curry. Some are Seth Curry. Some are Quinn Cook. There's a slight chance Terry breaks out as a good starter, but there's a better than average chance he peaks as a rotational player instead. Still, he should be an asset to a team as a spacer, particularly if they run their offense through a playmaking forward (like a LeBron James).
And in case you're wondering, no he is NOT related to Jason Terry, although some of their skill sets do overlap as scoring guards with deep range.
best fits
If we presume that Tyrell Terry can be a Seth (not Steph) type player, then adding him to Dallas (#18) makes sense. He can develop behind Seth for a year or two as he gains weight, and then help complement Luka Doncic as a spacer after that. Similarly, he makes sense for Philadelphia (#21) as well. We'd still lock Ben Simmons into the starting PG role, but Terry could play alongside him in lineups or be used as a sparkplug off the bench.
worst fits
Teams that may be eyeing Tyrell Terry as a surefire starter will have to be careful. For example, Phoenix (#10) needs an heir apparent for Ricky Rubio, but a Terry + Devin Booker combo may be problematic on the defensive end. Some other teams -- Brooklyn (#19) and Denver (#22) -- already have sharpshooter guards, so they don't have as strong of a need for this type of player.
(15) PF Aleksej Pokusevski, Serbia
We mentioned that LaMelo Ball may be the biggest boom/bust prospect in the class, likening him to gambling on Roulette. Enter Aleksej Pokusevski. "Gambling" may not even be doing it justice. This is like risking your family fortune on a bag of magic beans.
But hey, that worked for Jack, and it could work for an NBA team as well. I have a friend who works in coaching who raved about Pokusevski and considers him a top 10 prospect overall. After all, this is a legit 7'0" player with true perimeter skills. Playing for Olympiacos' development team, he averaged 16.7 points, 12.2 rebounds, 4.8 assists, 2.0 steals, and 2.8 blocks per 36 minutes. He hasn't even turned 19 years old yet, giving him an enormous amount of upside.
Still, he scares the hell out of me. He's listed at 7'0" and 200 pounds, with narrow shoulders that make you doubt how much weight he'll be able to carry in the long term. His body type doesn't remind you of any current NBA forwards; it reminds you of two kids wearing a trenchcoat.
All in all, Pokusevski seems like a great prospect to invest in, presuming you don't have to withdraw from the bank until 2023 or 2024. To that end, teams should only consider them if they feel confident in their long-term job security.
best fits
If the goal is to send Aleksej Pokusevski to a good, stable organization, then you can't do much better than San Antonio (#11). Even if Gregg Popovich retires from coaching, R.C. Buford should be around to help the next coach (Becky Hammon? Will Hardy? R.C.'s son Chase?). And if the goal is to find a good stable GM, Sam Presti and Oklahoma City (#25) would be a great home as they prepare for a long-term rebuild.
worst fits
Orlando (#15) always values length, but they have limited space left in the frontcourt and limited leg room left on that poor charter plane.
I wasn't kidding when I said this post was "overly" long. The rest of the top 20 got cut off because of a length limit. I'll try to include them in the comment section.
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