Places mayalag Wants to Go

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.

Venture into the past with an unlisted exhibit hall featuring extinct birds.

Whimsical artist house in the New Jersey woods.

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

Six peaceful acres in a residential neighborhood dedicated to art and peace.

Protecting the future of some of the rarest and most misunderstood mammals of North America.

Reclaimed by nature, the ruins of Doodletown, New York are remnants of a town consumed by a state park.

Whale bones, scrimshaw, and sperm oil make up just a part of this comprehensive collection of whaling history.

The remains of a century-old mansion that met a fiery demise years after it was deserted.

Oldest existing church in New York and the inspiration for Washington Irving's "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow."

These mystical miniature houses bring a touch of magic to the New Jersey woods.

The first pet cemetery in the United States.

This derelict building used to house infirm Freemasons, their widows, and orphans.

This once-grand marvel of engineering is now 41 miles of scenic hiking trail.

Series of storm drains connected to a dark urban legend.

A whimsical monument deep in this park commemorates the groups that helped build it.

The abandoned grounds and derelict greenhouses of this once-magnificent Edwardian estate are now a nature preserve open for exploration.

The cuisine at this Sheepshead Bay spot tells the story of a displaced Muslim Chinese community.

The end of the 4 Line is also the end of the line for 300,000 souls in one of NYC's most illustrious cemeteries.

In Little Caribbean, an ice-cream shop serves up regional flavors, including soursop, Irish moss, and "greatnut."

Rare moles meet activism at this Oaxacan eatery.

The world's largest collection of materials relating to lesbian history is housed in a Brooklyn townhouse.

A community farm in the midst of the Brooklyn concrete.

Sniff the Titan Arum's rotting flesh.