Places mbrowne108 Wants to Go

This waterfront museum in Maine is dedicated to the history of the smoked-herring trade.

This candy-striped tower is the farthest east you can go in the United States.

An elderly widow still operates the incredibly detailed model railroad she and her husband built by hand.

A memorial to an ill-fated Holy Land mission once described by Mark Twain as “a complete fiasco.”

This architectural onion has an original 1930's Jerry O'Mahony dining car at its core.

Walk the same tracks that once ferried Gilded Age aristocrats to their vacation destinations.

This uninhabited island in Maine is home to various works of art left by visitors over the years.

Sculptures, jams, and the wild west collide at this folksy retreat.

A charming museum of natural history featuring dioramas and exhibits made entirely by college students.

Pluto is still considered a planet in Ithaca, New York.

This historic building housed the surviving crew members of the Titanic, who were left destitute after the wreck.

Manhattan's Thirteenth Avenue was made on landfill then deliberately destroyed — apart from one small, obscure block.

World's only nuclear reactor operated by liberal arts undergraduates.

Records of the dead describe the myriad odd ways people used to die.

Empty, but not abandoned, this cavernous Brooklyn loading dock was once considered the largest individual building in the world.

One of the last full-orchestra recording studios in New York City and an acoustical marvel.

There’s a secret bunker inside the Brooklyn Bridge, but the city won’t say where.

A charming "tea atelier" hidden away in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

The name of this tiny pocket park tucked between two buildings on Manhattan's Upper West Side is Latin for its location: "seventy-one."

A discreet little stairway on St. Nicholas Avenue leads to a quaint and unexpected cobblestone street of 19th century wooden rowhouses.

Everyone from Mark Twain to Teddy Roosevelt has a pipe hanging from the walls of this historic chophouse.

This hidden library of physiological ephemera contains centuries worth of knowledge on the vim and viscera of the human body.

“Invented in Key West, Perfected in Brooklyn."

Hordes of precariously balanced stone figures crowd the shores of the Hudson River.