Wallace has designated a manhole in this intersection as the center of the universe, but my hometown of Ashland, VA has its own claim to the contrary. We need some kind of town-versus-town tug-of-war match to settle this dispute.
That's the idea, at least. I'm walking westward from New York City for nine months or so.
If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in Oregon when the clock runs out.
If nothing goes according to plan, maybe I'll end up in Peru or Mongolia or Pennsylvania.
You can read all about the details of my trip
if you're so inclined.