Places Sandi Hemmerlein Wants to Go

The world's largest wooden trestle stretches across this desert canyon in Anza-Borrego Desert State Park.

The abandoned husk of a mental institution that failed to save a Jazz Age icon still sits nearly unchanged.

A colorful collection of scavenged glass bells decorates this Canadian ranch.

This lovely little pond is named after the hundreds of soldiers' corpses that were rolled into the waters during the French-Indian War.

This bright yellow relic is the final survivor of a short burst of seashell-shaped petrol pumps.

This empty Victorian manse on Staten Island is said to be haunted but is actually a real life crime scene.

Mirrors and glass shards cover every inch of this arrestingly beautiful mosque.

Spinning silently in the lobby of an Art Deco masterwork is a massive vintage model of the Earth.

An abandoned subway tunnel that could have reinvigorated Staten Island still lies somewhere beneath this Brooklyn park.

This Queens hospital has stood abandoned for almost 20 years after its patients were secretly relocated in the dead of night.

A closed London rail station created to cart away the dead still bears the marks of attempts to make it less morbid.

A Saint Nicholas-themed ghost town in the Mojave desert.

This empty Detroit high school was too expensive to maintain or destroy.

A roadside collection of over-sized iron creations that are a bit more macabre than most.

The name of this famed hospital was once a byword for the horrors of medical and psychiatric care.

Discovered by cows, these upstate New York show caves are presented with a healthy dose of psychedelic folk art.

This Art Deco fortress in upstate New York gives Manhattan's vaunted examples of the style a run for their money.

Hidden beneath a lake for decades, this brutalist mine has now emerged from beneath the receding waters.

This tiny cluster of abandoned buildings looks like the future of the ghost town - today!

This public square capitalized on a single Eagles reference to bring some life back to an Arizona town.

Three stories above you, your salad is being grown.

The location of the last stand of Charles Manson's doomsday cult.

This lower Manhattan bar is set up in an old bank vault that rests beneath a skyscraper that hides even more historic splendor.

A once crucial portion of the Long Island railroad still lays abandoned, waiting to be turned into an urban park.