My friend Allison's parents live on the East Coast and we once took a road trip together from Indiana to see them. The parts of the Midwest where I grew up are flat, the tallest things are trees.

Only in eastern Ohio, from eastbound I-80, does the terrain change. The land begins undulating, the trees become slightly more dense. Finally, a miles-long descent drops you in Wheeling, West Virginia which sits on the banks of a river.

If you come this way at dusk, the sky is reddish and the old metal bridge between Ohio and (Wild, Wonderful) West Virginia is the most beautiful thing in the world.

Here, we pulled off and found an abandoned train depot, all rust and red.