Hello, Dylan Duras here.

You have reached the Atlas Obscura podcast line.

I'm not home right now, but leave me a message about where you would want to spend your last days before the apocalypse hit.

Where would you want to go if you knew it was all going to end soon?

Tell me, after the beep.

Hi, my name is Adam Bennington.

If I had to spend my last day somewhere, it would be in the house that I grew up in, in the country,

outside a small town, in the middle of nowhere, Illinois. My dad built this house, and it has a

screened-in back porch that looks out under the property in the surrounding fields. There's an old

red corn crib that leans precipitously and the properties

surrounded by corn and soybean fields. I'm sitting in an Andorandak chair that my father and I built

as part of a 4-H project when I was a kid. It's quiet. The kind of quiet you only get in the country on a lazy summer day.

Sure, there's a few birds chirping, and there's the sound of the breeze blowing through the corn.

And as evening falls, these cheap Japanese lantern string lights that my mother loved light up the ceiling in this little back porch.

And fireflies start to light up near the edge of the fields.

And I wander out to start a fire in the fire pit I made when I was 12.

And I just end the day sitting there watching the fire, listening to it pop and crackle, and looking

up to the stars as the crickets start to sing.

I miss that house, and I miss those times.

My parents have since moved, but I'm lucky enough that a high school classmate bought

the farm from them so that I know it's in good hands.

Hi, this is Catherine Smith in in Buffalo, New York, and I'm calling about how I would spend my time before the apocalypse. I thought long and hard about this, and I would spend it on a sailboat in Lake Ontario, just outside of where I live.

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