Places hornlr Wants to Go

This shrine to the patron saint of Alaska sits on a small tidal island and was built from the land’s own beach stones.

The sweetest graveyard in the world is filled with headstones for dearly de-pinted ice cream flavors.

This New England covered bridge is home to the tale of a jilted lover known to haunt the area.

Vermont's hills are alive with the sound of music at this historic hotel.

This path is named for a mythical half-boar, half-deer creature that once roamed the Green Mountains.

The highest peak in the state of Vermont has some interesting features.

Since it formed millions of years ago, this cave system has been a sacred burial ground, a Prohibition-era speakeasy, and the center of an amusement park.

The quiet resting place of a rock and roll legend.

What else would you call a playground hidden in Alabama's oldest and largest cemetery?

148 feet long and in the middle of a verdant forest.

Famous for its bio-luminescent inhabitants, known as "dismalites."

You'll need cowboy boots to trek to this old-fashioned saloon nestled in a giant natural cave.

This architectural triumph is the only Frank Lloyd Wright house in Alabama.

A modest Alabama recording studio where some of music’s biggest voices found their sound.

Underneath this water pump, Annie Sullivan helped Keller speak her first words.

The house where Robert E. Lee planned the Battle of Antietam is said to be haunted by the ghost of a Civil War soldier.

Yo, Adrian!

This beautiful stone arch bridge wasn't even expected to stand for one day, but people have been crossing it for centuries.

This claimant to the title of "smallest church in the 48 states" doubles as an equally tiny, quasi-post office.

Climb the tallest remaining fire lookout tower in West Virginia for unparalleled views—if you dare.

This relic is one of the last survivors of the earliest eras of the American railroad.

The stone marker that Mason and Dixon placed at the eastern end of the famous north-south border they surveyed.

Nine of the very few concrete ships ever made in the U.S. are beautifully decaying off a Virginia pier.

One of the oldest active carousels in the country—but it might be missed by all but the keenest-eyed boardwalk strollers.