Places clbrmi Wants to Go

Nikola Tesla's former home contains an homage hidden from plain sight.

The largest self-built castle in the U.S., six decades in the making.

In this small Phoenix taxidermy emporium, you can find everything from a squid in a jar to a freeze-dried toad.

Open since 1938, this diner has kept its fountain, malt machine, and all the gum that greasers left beneath its counter.

A mysterious "wedding cake" castle in the middle of the urban desert.

The unusual burial monument of Arizona's first governor.

The largest natural travertine bridge in the world is nestled in a small canyon in central Arizona.

Eons ago, a rushing lava river formed this pristine passage through solid rock.

A museum and tribute to a brave profession.

The historic “pink house on the hill” is an architectural gem that now serves as a center for water conservation.

A former department store turned into a quirky restaurant.

This small, unassuming street is now a canvas for color and creativity.

Founded by members of the Tohono O’odham Nation, this one-room joint's James Beard–winning fry bread is light as a cloud.

Thousands of Mexican Free-Tailed Bats soar around an abandoned storm drain at sunset each summer.

This striking public art installation is suspended above a public park, designed to gently move in the breeze.

The installation’s official name, “You Who Are Getting Obliterated in the Dancing Swarm of Fireflies,” says it all.

Mother Nature outdoes herself with this stunningly beautiful set of caves carved into marble.

You can cross from one country to another in a single hop on this little bridge.

No one really knows how these old hobby horses got here, but the herd keeps growing.

Abandoned businesses, homes, and rusted cars are all that remains of this stopover town.

In the parking lot of a fast food restaurant, a statue memorializing a prolific bull elephant.

Memorializing an American tragedy of massive proportions.

Follow the steps, and this roadside artwork will teach you how to dance.

This funicular railway rumbles along for a mile up the nearly vertical face of Chattanooga’s Lookout Mountain.