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A proud bronze billy stands as an eternal symbol of Ireland's oldest festival, where a goat is made king.

This quaint Hungarian railway system is operated exclusively by children between the ages of 10 and 14.

This hidden art nouveau gem was designed by an architect in search of a national style.

Uh, pardon me, ma'am, but I couldn't help noticing that there's a Columbo statue in the middle of Budapest.

A Hungarian pharmacy museum with a box full of mummy powder.

From Austrians to Nazis to Soviets, this historic Budapest fortress has a history as complex as the city itself.

The abandoned "Red Star Train Graveyard" is the final rusting place for precious artifacts of train history.

Possibly the world's largest hourglass only needs to be reset every New Year's Eve.

A series of caves under Castle Hill that once held the prisoner Vlad Tepes, better known as Count Dracula.

Once the home of a hermetic monk, this cave now houses a small church.

Built in 1870 at the bridge that connected Buda and Pest, this spectacular incline railway was almost lost forever during World War II.

This Hungarian castle was built out of cardboard and wood until it proved so popular that it got upgraded to stone.

A trail of iron footwear stands as a monument to the thousands executed along this riverbank during WWII.

A 19th-century artistocrat's mansion, turned into a library, hidden in a modern library.

This Budapest bar allows drinkers to leave their mark on the walls, floor, and even ceiling.

This 50-foot-deep sinkhole created in the 14th century is home to rare plants and fungi.

Now famous as the "Harry Potter bridge," this impressive concrete viaduct has long been an icon in its own right.

A book bound in the skin of an infamous criminal, along with countless other specimens.

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

The true age of this ancient stone circle is unknown, but its stunning vista isn't in question.

An ancient Scottish rock formation said to be the gravesite of a giant remains ensconced in legend and intrigue.

A pagan tradition of draping trees with rags eerily lives on.

A strange rock with a sinister reputation lurks within the crimson waters of this Scottish glen.

The one-time stronghold of the noble Douglas family, now home to ghost sightings and nesting birds.