Places Kate Rayne Wants to Go

The vast, legendary catacombs hold secrets much stranger than stacked bones.

The only diamond mine in the world where you can keep what you find.

Home to Hollywood history and a very special salt crystal.

An acoustic anomaly with a mysterious cause sits in the heart of Tulsa.

Standing at 21-feet tall, this space cowboy adds to the legacy of Route 66's muffler men.

Once in disrepair, the house where the 1983 film was shot has been restored and turned into a museum.

The Quapaw tribe supplies the meat and produce in this Oklahoma casino restaurant.

This 47-foot chile pepper sculpture welcomes Scoville heat unit obsessed tourists to the Big Chile Inn.

A lovers' beach, tucked below the surface of the island, provides a safe haven for romance.

One of the last free public hot springs is decorated with hippie art.

This California family's ancestral melon is sold only here.

This fully intact Neoclassical-Greek Revival style firehouse operated until 1938.

A grave dedicated to the pioneers who settled California.

Celebrate the history of the rich and truly misunderstood relationship between man and pigeon.

This Vietnamese hell cave lets visitors take a walk through a devilish underworld full of demons.

A "Titanic" superfan changed his name to Jack and set up this strange shrine to the blockbuster, complete with Korean food and Tarot readings.

A cozy bookstore is tucked within an old gold mine shaft beneath the cafe and ice cream shop.

A watering hole where the options for seating include a bar, patio, or subterranean cave.

After fleeing the Syrian civil war, chef Malakeh Jazmati began serving exceptional renditions of her homeland's cuisine in Berlin.

If there's another drive-through golf-cart bar in a bat-filled cave on top of a mountain, we don't know about it.

In this century-old literary safehouse, print is alive and well.

This shop and studio is dedicated to the art of the book, from letterpress to bookbinding.

Olfactory delights in San Francisco's Botanical Gardens.

Bring your own cardboard to the slippery slopes of concrete hidden in a neighborhood park.