Places BryanKnight Wants to Go

Crooked windswept pines give this old forest an enchanted and magical look.

An unassuming island in the middle of the Hudson that hosts campers, including Aleister Crowley.

Behind a modern brick exterior lies the oldest continuously-operating lunch-car diner in the United States.

Maine's oldest diner also happens to win acclaim for its elevated comfort food.

What's a diner from the 1939 World's Fair doing in a remote Utah mountain town?

A nearly 100-year-old dining car in upstate New York embodies the golden age of roadside dining.

This dramatic sea spire is home to the world's rarest insect and is part of the lost continent of Zealandia.

You can release a young butterfly at this beautiful indoor garden.

A long spiraling walkway winds through the woods, and around a copper beech tree at the center.

On this wooded path, a stained-glass window creates a spellbinding forest cathedral.

This local landmark is home to art galleries and the area's only community darkroom.

At this small shop off a dirt road in the forest, the specialty is eel the owner caught and smoked himself.

Small, privately owned island divided between Michigan and Ohio with abandoned vacation homes and a derelict lighthouse.

This restaurant proudly displays bread signed by the 39th president.

The floorboard scrawling of a tragic madman is on public display outside a Paris hospital, much to the dismay of its opponents.

The recovered bones of martyrs slaughtered during The Terror are on display in this church crypt.

This Paris art space celebrates the creativity and ingenuity that springs from abject poverty, especially in Africa.

Two awe-inspiring globes from the reign of the Sun King hang from the ceiling of France's national library.

Hidden away in a modern library are the remains of one of the 18th century's most celebrated wunderkammers.

Natural history museum celebrating biodiversity with a parade of taxidermy animals.

A unrivaled and rather horrifying collection of wax dermatological models.

Behind the pink curtain, Au Bonheur du Jour, an art gallery of erotic archives.

This museum houses an imposing skeleton army comprised of creatures great and small.

Walk upon the mementos of the dead in this Parisian courtyard paved with medieval tombstones.