Places Brett Iredell Wants to Go

Deliciousness abounds at a Guatemalan restaurant masquerading as a pizzeria.

This poignant display is now a memorial to these regionally extinct species.

The site of the "Bone Wars" between two rival paleontologists during the dinosaur rush of the 19th century.

Colloquially known as “piss alley,” this narrow street filled with tiny bars and barbecue stands looks like it was pulled straight out of “Blade Runner.”

This speakeasy continues the Prohibition-era legacy of Harlem's jazzy Swing Street.

Crammed into several rooms of a Staten Island home, this museum is a vodka-soaked paean to the pleasures of drinking.

In the middle of one of South America's most historic walled cities lies a bar with an enormous collection of Soviet memorabilia.

Hundreds of enormous icebergs drift through this waterway every year.

An unusual, super-sized grocery adventure awaits in an Ohio suburb.

This no man's land slicing through the island is strewn with abandoned relics of another time.

These mid-century motels once housed the workers who built the Glen Canyon Dam.

Buy a token from the liquor store and you can make this beast spew flames on command.

The "Bridge Over the Atlantic" lets you cross the waterway in mere seconds.

A striking memorial recalls thousands of Bolognese men and women killed fighting fascists in World War II.

A monument at Alicante Marina honors a little-known hero of the Spanish Civil War.

At 1,732 feet above sea level, this spectacularly isolated yet surprisingly bustling bar is the highest pub in Britain.

Canada's oldest railway tunnel is illuminated in a rainbow of color as it passes under the streets of this small city.

The dining hall that nourishes workers in Chornobyl's Exclusion Zone is also open to visitors.

New York City's only radical feminist independent bookstore.

A stark reminder of the huge nuclear weapons plant that once stood on the site and its effect on the surrounding area.

The largest dune field in the Mojave offers a chance of hearing the 'singing sands.'

A giant knight, sex education, date shakes, and Jesus coexist happily in this Coachella Valley desert oasis.

This pub built its reputation pouring post-shift pints for employees of the cemetery with which it shares a wall.

This hotel has hardly changed in over a century, like a time capsule of old Oregon.