Places Marbles07 Wants to Go

The last remaining relic of San Francisco's glittering 1915 Panama Pacific Exposition.

A collection of 20th-century automata, penny arcade games, and musical contraptions.

A huge musical instrument played by the ocean.

One tiny triangular park commemorates the victims of a yellow fever epidemic—many of whom are buried right below the grass.

This poor little statue is the most vandalized memorial in Washington.

Go take a picture with the inventor of the daguerreotype photographic process.

An obscure public service from the U.S. government that redeems burnt, moldy, and soiled old greenbacks.

An overlooked oasis of quiet on the grounds of Washington's monumental basilica.

The little-known, 300-year history of the area includes former lives as a bustling tobacco port, parking lot, and industrial dump.

During Prohibition, the U.S. Congress had an "official" bootlegger, with his own Capitol Hill office.

When it opened during the final years of the embargo, all the drinks and cigars were free.

It was once the base for a series of domestic terror attacks.

The national park was once a plantation estate.

‘Bush the old fire dog died of poison July 5th, 1869. RIP.’

There's a crumbling old mansion inside the Smithsonian National Zoo.

The discovery site of the "Capitalsaurus," the official dinosaur of Washington, D.C.

This unacceptably tall building was the real reason for Washington, D.C.'s skyscraper ban.

The winding route passes through an enclosed alleyway, two tunnels, and leads to the White House basement.

The towering figures were created from the cemetery's fallen old-growth trees.

An overlooked memorial honoring the local Washington residents who died in World War I.

Senators used to relax in the nearly forgotten marble tubs now hidden in the U.S. Capitol Building's basement.

An ear-piercing buzzer calls lawmakers to a vote with a series of long and short rings to form coded messages.

A fantastic array of trays and cables once whisked books over to the Capitol at 600 feet per minute.

A diminutive plaque recalls the treetop sniper who almost killed Abe Lincoln.