Places BWDobey Wants to Go

A monumental cross hides in the trees in Golden Gate Park.

A monument to the love people have for their pets.

This sailor's boneyard was lost under a parking lot for decades before being rediscovered.

An elaborate gift from Claus Spreckels is now a piece of San Francisco history.

The remains of a 12th-century chapter house in Golden Gate Park.

A masterpiece in Golden Gate Park by virtue of the artist’s debt.

The stones that traveled from Spain to eventually become a holy place for San Francisco's nature worshippers.

An unassuming grey box sitting on San Francisco's Pier 17 is a "sky diary" of the coastal city's temperamental weather.

This turn of the century masterpiece has a mysterious goaty interloper.

An overlooked and unassuming engineering marvel.

Noble beasts perhaps, but not the Emperor's dogs.

Adolph Sutro's little-known, geographically inaccurate, deprecated monument.

A modern frieze of ancient Grecian mythological figures playing a national pastime.

Faceless white figures loom over the city from the rooftop.

A shining, cold, black organ lies in San Francisco's financial district.

San Francisco's most expensive hotel suite includes a secret passageway rumored to have been used by JFK.

Gold Rush-era tombstones line the park's paths.

Created in 1972, the famous sculptor's intricately detailed monument to San Francisco is overflowing with city landmarks.

The longest continuously operating Elk's Lodge in the country.

Only hotel where you can legally launder money.

Longtime headquarters of controversial boys' club for the world's wealthiest and most powerful.

A historic hotel that made a cameo in Hitchcock's classic film has no intention of letting guests forget its fame.

This Alamo Square mansion is rumored to have hosted satanic rituals and other occult practices.

The neighborhood church casts a breast-shaped shadow that locals have come to call the “two o’clock titty.”