Places Lex Berko Wants to Go

The bullet-riddled wall from the St. Valentine's Day Massacre, bloodstains enhanced for your viewing pleasure.

A cabin completely covered in coffee mugs, where visitors are welcome to leave one of their own—if they can find an empty nail.

Winding paths and ramshackle mausoleums in the oldest "park cemetery" in London.

Nursery with extensive collection of flesh-eating plants operated by the author of "The Savage Garden."

Restaurant in Northern Wisconsin comes with a unique feature: a grassy roof covered in living goats.

Museum about life, death, and cannibalism in the Stone Age.

Hidden in plain sight on the Hudson River is an abandoned train station where nature has taken over.

Looking for a crappy restaurant? Pull up a porcelain bowl and enjoy your meal.

Museum of stuffed gophers set up in various scenes.

In the middle of the desert, miles from any human life, sat an anomalous pay phone that still magically answers your calls.

First a horse rendering plant, then a 19th century landfill, this beach is full of glass from thousands upon thousands of broken bottles.

Largest private bird collection in Iceland, formed from a tragic accident.

A serpentine highway twists and turns over the treacherous Norwegian Sea.

This former mining town was named the most toxic town in America.

Collection of skeletal systems from the "world's leading supplier of osteological specimens."

A 400-year-old mummified arm dangles from the ceiling of St. James the Greater, serving as a warning to thieves.

How did the right arm of a 13th-century English bishop wind up in a Connecticut church?

An American city stranded at the tip of a Canadian peninsula where strict adherence to the "49th parallel rule" became problematic.

This shifting North Carolina sand dune is an odd little desert surrounded by oceanic forest life.

Take a break from all the boring business of death at this funeral home mini-golf course.

Come for the speed, leave in love with the desert.

The gravestone of a delicate singer-songwriter bears a fittingly introspective epitaph.

A monument to the art of slicing people open.

A community of artists and entrepreneurs seeks a simpler life on London's waterways.