Places 3POnR2 Wants to Go

Even in death, he's still your huckleberry.

Bonsai trees that are up to a thousand years old.

Travel through the hidden underbelly of the city in colorful tunnels filled with art and history exhibits.

Jacksonville's highways rendered this century-old grammar school unusable.

A grassroots community effort in the 1970s led to the creation of this beautiful garden full of delightfully whimsical exhibits.

Massive crater in central Oregon.

This Oregon farm is dedicated to teaching people the professional art of tree climbing.

Where serial killer Aileen Wuornos drank her last beer.

This kitschy tavern is also home to rare early editions of "Treasure Island."

This wondrous hideaway is suspended in a bamboo forest above a sanctuary for rescued llamas and alpacas.

The sole remaining outpost of a once-thriving South Carolina chain still sells “pic-a-nic” baskets.

Dinosaurs invade a suburban Nashville neighborhood.

The highest point in North Carolina and the United States east of the Mississippi River, Mount Mitchell is named after argumentative explorer Elisha Mitchell.

This stoic, if derpy, giant stands as a monument to Oregon's statehood and the novelty culture of yesteryear.

Lines from a walking song are etched into a rock in Natural Bridge State Park.

Twenty churches beautifully painted by 19th-century Czech and German immigrants in Texas.

A former taxidermist has turned his old shop into a folk art mecca.

In the depths of the Everglades, one man has dedicated his life to studying the elusive Skunk Ape.

Over 20,000 sets of spice shakers reveal the surprisingly telling history of our most basic spices.

Bubbling up from deep underground is the warm crystal clear water that fills the Warm Springs Pools, America's oldest spa.

The final remnant of the Arkansas zinc industry is this historically protected ghost town.

This abandoned dream castle and its cemetery look out over the city that once inspired their creation.

The future of roadside attractions is this sci-fi soda mecca that is home to a 66-foot tall neon pop bottle.

The names Lúthien and Beren can be found inscribed on the shared grave of the famous writer and his beloved wife and muse.