Places cconway7 Wants to Go

The famous blue house from the classic horror film "Halloween" is now a local landmark.

Each summer, the migratory bats living beneath the bypass form "batnadoes" at dusk.

The first U.S. town to secede from the Union, only to vote themselves right back in.

This large pile of traveler-curated rocks by the dry lakebed is a longstanding tradition on the Old Mojave Road.

A poignant memorial to a young boy whose death spurred a dramatic increase in organ donations in Italy—dubbed the "Nicholas Effect."

Puzzling...this tree looks like an assemblage of dismembered monkey limbs.

Across Ring Mountain is a vast collection of Native American petroglyphs unique to the region.

The Southern California pop sounds of surf and sand were born right here.

Victoriana on Orange Grove Avenue.

A local dialect born in the late 19th century is only spoken in this isolated California valley.

This hidden amusement park is a magical escape for kids and kids-at-heart.

Explore an early California pioneer's rancho hidden in LA's manufacturing hinterland.

Centuries of crashing waves carved out this small hole in the rock, which lights up at certain parts of the year.

This monster board rode a monster wave to break two world records.

Every Sunday, this Thai temple in Berkeley serves a backyard brunch.

Catch a glimpse of the elusive Peninsular bighorns right off of the desert freeway.

In California, colorful roadside signs remind us all that love transcends borders.

This former boomtown "island" is now submerged below Folsom Lake.

A unique piece of graffiti offers a little slice of local history and mystery.

These WWII-era murals were initially booed as a libelous portrayal of the American dream but have survived multiple attempts to have them destroyed.

Colorado Boulevard’s historic bookstore, operating since the bustling city of Pasadena was merely some orange groves and a few ostrich farms.

These unusual houses look like giant boats that washed ashore on a residential street.

The garage at the childhood home of Steve Jobs was a hangout for the founders of Apple, even if they never built computers there.

Guarded by the Angel of Grief, the Stanford family tomb attracts an odd mix of halloween revelry and somber contemplation.