Places caseyjacks Wants to Go

A three-story, three-dimensional hobo clown in a tutu welcomes CVS shoppers.

Mexican food and folk art.

The hidden jewel of Disneyland: a members only playground for the Disney elite.

This California tree is the single source of the state's entire orange industry.

The final resting place of the songwriter who penned “Take Me Out To The Ball Game."

Beautiful Victorian buildings from L.A.'s forgotten architectural past.

A monthly street "service" of handmade puppets and live original puppets, whose devotees profess has the power to change lives.

About 80% of all U.S. avocados are descendants of Rudolph Hass's glorious tree.

A living museum dedicated to the legendary woodworker and his soulful furniture.

This graveyard is the eternal home of the residents of a vanished California town.

Because there's no place like home.

The neighborhood shop is a sort of tiny cactus museum full of exotic specimens you can take home.

The illuminating collection of L.A. street lights is run by the city and only opens one day per month.

The quiet canyon has a tumultuous history involving a doomsday cult.

Authentic gondola hanging from the ceiling, notable mural in the back room.

A quirky collection of figurines backdropped by city views is hidden next to a popular restaurant in the Hollywood hills.

A common entry point to the Griffith Observatory trail holds its own wonders.

A visionary, futuristic sculpture in Los Angeles that never met its extraterrestrial potential.

First LEED-certified gas station in the United States.

Secret US military film studio in the Hollywood Hills.

What began with a single, 357-pound chunk of the Canyon Diablo meteorite grew to be an impressive collection. 

The beautiful 1920 Pantages Theatre remains hidden just underneath the LA Downtown Jewelry Exchange.

A cobblestone alley with an interesting past.

Two men, two visionaries of Venice Beach, one little hotel that smells like cookies.