Places dasClonk Wants to Go

Stunning ruins of what was once the center of one of the greatest empires in East Africa.

This 19th century train workshop is a treasure trove of railroad history.

These beautiful objects represent beautiful ideas.

This grove of ghostly cedars was killed in 1700 by an enormous tsunami, felt from the United States to Japan.

The wooded estate of the Forest Service employee responsible for D.C.’s cherry blossom trees.

Formerly secret, precariously perched boulders.

From mining complex to industrial exhibition, this museum once played a major part in the X-Files.

The remains of a Canadian train crash are now mouldering beneath layers of rust and graffiti.

An engineering masterpiece, or “Scheme of Madness?”

Once America’s most beautiful army base, this abandoned military fort on the coast of Monterey Bay has been left to the elements.

Deep in a Polish forest, this collection of Iron Age megaliths still holds onto many of its ancient secrets.

Huge stone depressions which may have acted as an Incan agricultural experiment.

Within the Saudi Arabian desert lies a 2,000-year-old ghost town made of stone and mud.

The ruins of an ancient island city built atop a coral reef in the South Pacific are spectacular and strange enough to have inspired H.P. Lovecraft.

An enormous concrete structure built over a nuclear crater.

A plaque marks the site directly below the mid-air detonation of the atomic bomb over Hiroshima.

This Tuscan lake hides a 13th century town that is still visible when the water recedes.

The ruins of an Estonian prison are drowning in the quarry lake where the convicts were once forced to work.

Half-drowned wooden stumps and stone blocks are all that remain of a Victorian landing that was destroyed by storms.

The ruins of the suspension bridge hang over Kingsbury Run as a ghost of racial prejudice.

Abandoned since the 1950s, the streetcar lane beneath the heavily trafficked bridge lays empty and unused.

A derelict bit of transportation infrastructure hidden in the woods.

Ruins of the elaborate house where the enigmatic costume designer threw glamorous parties for New York's theatrical elite.

This futuristic airport terminal was abandoned for decades before reopening as a hotel—with a vintage plane of its own parked out back.