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Mattison Buster
If you may have missed the title, I’m at an airport on my way to a softball tournament. Am I excited to be out of Texas weather? Yes, absolutely. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. I plan on documenting my experiences at not only Dallas-Love Field, but the Denver International Airport. If you didn’t know, the Denver airport is shrouded in mystery.
To begin, there’s evidence that the “New World Order” built the airport to prepare for the end of the world. If you don’t know about the New World Order, it is essentially a hypothetical group of important world leaders working in secret to create a universal government. The building of the airport went 2 billion US dollars over budget, and there’s really no trace of why it went so far over budget.
The airport’s dedication stone has images printed on it from a secret society. The secret society may be the Freemasons, but it’s a society nonetheless. If you add the completion date of the airport (that was an unexpected 16 months behind) together, you get the number 33. Thirty three is also allegedly the highest level of freemasonry you can reach.
There is also a complex tunnel system under the airport that seems to be more sprawling than the airport is letting on. They say these tunnels are for baggage transportation and getting across the airport with fewer interruptions. There was a worker who spoke about why the airport was so expensive and took so long to build. He mentioned a five-story underground bunker.
Remember the New World Order? People theorize that they are preparing for the end of the world.
Enough about the airport. It’s time to talk about the people inside of this airport.
Denver is an odd place to a small town Texan. There are a lot of people at this airport, and they’re all from very different places. This means that they’re wearing very different clothing. I saw a woman in a formal dress, not like a fancy dinner dress, a full on fluffy prom dress. It was wild.
I saw one man so buried in his work he almost missed his boarding time. I wish I had the focus of that guy; he was at his gate and everything, but he was still too focused to board the plane.Finally, one of the desk workers asked him if he needed to board. I’m not sure what he was working on, but I imagine it to be something like Young Sheldon would work on.
I saw a little girl with fluffy red hair (like when I was little), on one of those backpack bear leashes. She was smart, she knew how to unbuckle that bear, take it off, and run for the hills. Mom and Dad were about to get that little kid priority boarding, but little miss had other plans. I bet that was the run of her life. There’s so much to look at in the Denver airport.
A little weather update: it is currently sunny and 75 degrees with little to no humidity. Tomorrow the high is 82 degrees, with a little bit of cloud cover, but I’m not worried. The rain is different here; it makes it colder rather than soupier. Even afterwards, there’s not that much humidity. I miss Texas, but I do not miss sweating to death every time I step outside in the 105° heat. Goodbye from Colorado, have fun, don’t forget your sunscreen, and drink your water.