Places GRH Wants to Go

A massive wintry wall of snow up to 66 feet tall flanks a highway through Japan's mountains.

The world's first ice hotel is still one of the most elaborate and beautiful.

This work of art, which took 35 years to complete, has a motorway running through it.

Impressively shaped, perfectly balanced boulders perched on the edge of a sea-cliff.

White beach sands made of the remains of tiny, star shaped creatures.

A unique art exhibit home to letters addressed to those unable to receive them.

A small, family-friendly museum dedicated to the “god of special effects” who brought Godzilla to life.

Though it won't take you far, the wood train housed at this station is the last of its kind in Japan.

Nope, not the one in France. The only officially-recognized reproduction of Monet’s garden in Giverny is located in a remote corner of Japan.

This iconic “station bento” comes in an earthenware pot you can take home and repurpose.

You can still find treasures on the pebbly beaches of one of the world's oldest jade-producing areas.

These wondrously illuminated caverns extend under the mountains of the Fukushima Prefecture.

Kokera sushi may be the rarest sushi you have never heard of. 

Row through this enchanted narrow chasm whose stones are said to resemble dragon scales.

Considered the oldest intact wooden structure in Tokyo Prefecture, this impressive temple was built in 1407.

Running through lush forests and across the Tadami River, this train line offers breathtaking views of rural Japan.

Fans line up at the crack of dawn for a slurpy bowl of deliciousness at this noodle counter inside a factory.

Take a lick of the legendary homemade miso paste that protected this Buddhist temple’s scrolls from a fire centuries ago.

High in the trees or suspended between cables, these surreal structures are the works of a unique Japanese architect.

Weathered remnants of a coastal saltworks.

Perhaps the only prehistoric monument with its very own public bus stop.

This 1,300 year old monastery built atop a single rock was once only accessible depending on the whims of the tide.

This stretch of the River Severn where large waves flow against the current is the birthplace of river surfing.

Accessible only at low tide, the deserted island is dotted with World War II ruins.