Places Juggledgeese Wants to Go

A CT scan revealed the identity of this 3,000-year-old mummy that everyone erroneously thought was female.

See wolves, coyotes, and arctic foxes in a natural environment smack in the middle of New York State.

Take in a rare, face-to-face glimpse of Lady Liberty at this tucked away Red Hook park.

The oldest continuously inhabited street in America.

The largest Buddha statue in the Western Hemisphere is just 50 miles north of NYC.

Discovered by cows, these upstate New York show caves are presented with a healthy dose of psychedelic folk art.

A castle built for love, and abandoned due to heartbreak.

Town full of spiritualists, some of whom are mediums, is still in full swing after 130 years.

Not even a series of devastating fires could keep this odd castle in upstate New York from bouncing back.

Beyond the usual stories that attend old prisons, this one has deep bloody undercurrents.

The museum calls itself the "National Museum of the Paranormal" and is full of eerie oddities.

The last of Philadelphia's wood-paved streets is now a landmark of terrible engineering.

These lush botanical gardens employ the most purrfect pest control force.

A glittering Thai Buddhist temple in suburban Pennsylvania.

Enjoy a slice while browsing the world's largest collection of pizza memorabilia.

America's first serial killer rests in anonymity.

A mine fire has been burning under the deserted town since 1962, but this church is still going strong.

This palatial botanical garden is home to one of the largest pipe organs ever installed in a private residence, and a piece of Wood's cycad.

A clone-tree in Washington Square Park sprung from seeds that went to the Moon and back.

A restored Pittsburgh house of God has been converted to a marvelous house of suds.

Frank Lloyd Wright’s most iconic home dangles over a Pennsylvania waterfall.

Hellam Township is reputed to feature seven remote gates, which when passed through in the right order, open an entrance to hell.

This stunning home looks like it belongs in medieval Europe, not North Carolina.

Eighteenth century house of the mysterious "Father of Raleigh."