Places mandaclarka Wants to Go

North America's oldest authentic African Village.

What better place to take a seat?

Orr Park's dead trees have been carved into a menagerie of whimsical visages.

Tour the sci-fi-esque reality of governmental disease management.

Just a few miles from downtown Atlanta is a trail covered in a crazy collection of outsider art.

This museum gives tribute to the underappreciated "Down-South Submarine."

Alabama has a fiberglass Stonehenge. With apologies to Spinal Tap, this one is full-size.

The language and heritage of a nearly forgotten culture can still be explored in this Southern enclave.

On Hilton Head Island this bronze King of the Sea rules all things briny—and lets you know if you’re late for lunch.

A pink and gray pair of pachyderms advertise a fireworks shop.

Pensacola's UFO home has withstood many hurricanes—just as the experimental 1960s design intended.

This folk art compound was built by a fortune teller on the advice of three people from the future.

In a city crazy for seashells this museum educates and amazes visitors using the wonder of cast-off exoskeletons.

One-time winter retreats of prolific inventor Thomas Edison and his friend Henry Ford.

A graveyard of bathyspheres and diving bells paints a weirdly accurate account of ocean exploration's rickety history.

This abandoned NASA launch site is now a memorial to a trio of astronauts who were killed there.

Possibly the most beautiful carillon in the world, set atop Iron Mountain in Florida.

A haunted hill that supposedly defied gravity.

The history of the traveling carnival is remembered by this sprawling collection of vintage wagons, games, and rides.

This home is decked out like a psychedelic explosion of colors and bowling balls.

A gleaming white tower in ornate Indian style soars above the low-slung bungalows of north Tampa.

This historic headstone is said to mark the final resting place of a doubly-dead white witch.

Off of the Crawfordville Highway in Florida, nature is taking back this decrepit row of Ford trucks.

The ruins of a creative scholar's fantastical unfinished sanctuary act as his massive gravestone.