Places ckoohle Wants to Go

Bali’s Mother Temple, a breathtaking complex that rises serenely up the side of an active volcano.

One native village in Bali lays their dead at the foot of a holy tree whose natural fragrance seems to hide the stench as the bodies decompose.

An abandoned hotel in the highlands of Bali is shrouded in stories of ghosts, curses, and corruption.

This tiny lake temple dedicated to a water goddess seems to float on the surface.

A hidden Brooklyn basement gallery where two biologists nurture one of the Northeast’s rarest and most vibrant reptile collections.

This sign marks the start and end of Matt Green's nearly 10,000-mile quest to walk every block of every street in New York City.

This sculptural piece by the artist Tom Otterness doubles as a jungle gym.

The longest step street in the city.

A riverfront park that both remediated and preserved its industrial past.

The mysterious image is believed to show Edward Hyde, 3rd Earl of Clarendon, in a beautiful blue dress.

A controversial magical figure is hidden within a diorama of the city.

Even for Egyptian royalty, the afterlife was bring-your-own-beef.

These small stands sell Malian snacks to worshippers and passersby after Friday prayers in Harlem.

This nearly invisible wire transforms much of the city into one big, symbolic home on the holy day.

Once thought to be the fabled Holy Grail, it is now known to be an oil lamp.

Head past the aisles of tropical fruit and imported candy at this bodega to discover a hidden, weekends-only taco stand.

Once a month, an Indonesian feast appears inside an Elmhurst church hall.

This giant boulder is sandwiched between apartment complexes in upper Manhattan.

This hidden oasis features a stunning view of the Hudson River and the Palisades from a castle-like museum.

Built hundreds of years ago this downtown iron barrier once protected a much despised king.

Every year model trains zip through a miniature New York City that's now 150 landmarks strong.

A former insane asylum despised by Nelly Bly and Charles Dickens is now fashionable apartments.

The name of this tiny pocket park tucked between two buildings on Manhattan's Upper West Side is Latin for its location: "seventy-one."

This small, hidden cove is home to abandoned boats.