Commercial aircraft storage facility, where you can see a TWA 747.

Who needs fancy modern water slides when this giant North Carolina rock works just as well?

This granite rock face is named for the magnificent reflection that occurs when the sun hits it just right.

Knoxville’s architectural icon was the symbol of the 1982 World’s Fair, even catching the googly eye of Bart Simpson.

Before TV meteorologists, there were weather kiosks. This may be the last one in the United States.

This massive, ancient canal system was built using only sticks and stones.

Phoenix man has two yards full of vintage signs and antiques.

This trippy wonderland is the result of one man's obsessive, decades long passion project.

A museum and tribute to a brave profession.

A family-owned store specializing in minerals, geodes, gemstones, and more.

This small, unassuming street is now a canvas for color and creativity.

This mural of the late David Bowie features eight colorful panels showcasing Bowie’s various alter egos.

A disciple of Frank Lloyd Wright built an experimental, partially underground home in the desert.

Over 100 miles from the ocean, this ship-shaped building was built in honor of the owner's sailor son.

Four tons of weapons merge together in a memorial against violence.

Nothing to see here.

Once disputed as the largest sundial in the world.

Founded by members of the Tohono O’odham Nation, this one-room joint's James Beard–winning fry bread is light as a cloud.

In this small Phoenix taxidermy emporium, you can find everything from a squid in a jar to a freeze-dried toad.

The installation’s official name, “You Who Are Getting Obliterated in the Dancing Swarm of Fireflies,” says it all.

The first permanent memorial to a unique secret weapon of World War II.

This unique competition celebrates an American Indian and Canadian First Nation cultural tradition.

Open since 1938, this diner has kept its fountain, malt machine, and all the gum that greasers left beneath its counter.

Thousands of Mexican Free-Tailed Bats soar around an abandoned storm drain at sunset each summer.