Places claracecile Wants to Go

Dedicated to the history of the 1,000 nuclear missiles that once covered the Great Plains.

A ghost town now swarming with dozens of prairie dogs.

A place where the laws of nature seem to have gone completely berserk... but of course haven't.

Despite repeated attempts to make it work, this former mining town is now nothing but dust and memories.

One of America’s oldest and spookiest hotels, thanks to the residency of ghosts, dead presidents, and Alfred Hitchcock.

Thanks to a loophole in property ownership, this alleyway has become a cacophonous street gallery.

A waterfall 600 ft. inside a mountain, once the bane of gold miners, is now a spectacle of nature.

A working ranch doubles as a sustainable hub for world-renowned classical music and large-scale sculptures.

The rockpile was the founding landmark for the town of Gillette, and is now the home of the region's history.

The largest hot spring in the United States is, as the name suggests, a stunning show of natural color.

A beautiful geyser under environmental threat.

An architect's childhood fantasy treehouse made real.

The pop art icon's gravesite is broadcast 24 hours a day on his museum's website.

It may appear to be a fancy junk yard, but each item has a story to tell and a lesson to impart.

This restaurant offers a side of antiques, curios, and a bathroom chock full of owls.

This church in Pittsburgh is home to the largest collection of religious relics in North America.

This eccentric mansion museum holds a impressive collection of rare and automatic instruments.

This permanent exhibition celebrates the finest of our heartless automatons both real and fictional.

This shop filled with oddities and knick-knacks is named for a 19th-century charlatan.

A beautiful oddities shop crammed with strange and morbid curiosities.

House of vintage taxidermy and Steampunk sculptures in a quiet Pittsburgh neighborhood.

A unique workspace where offices reside on pirate ships and inside gingerbread houses.

Winding country roads in eastern West Virginia lead to an extraordinary place populated by fiberglass giants.

This icon of the Atomic Age now lays dormant.