Places megabucan Wants to Go

Turning night into day in Victorian-era Austin to thwart a serial killer.

A view-altering observatory at the University of Texas.

A store full of vintage and indie toys designed to bring out the kid in even the crustiest of adults.

This unique structure in suburban Austin is made up entirely of other people's castaways, and constantly changing.

Continuing the tradition of the dime museum in style.

A typical "Old South" manor, once owned by author Anne Rice, served as the setting for several of her witchcraft sagas.

After the parade, students throw their beads on the tree hoping for good luck on exams.

Introducing the Green Fairy to her fawning masses.

An artist weaves "wooden quilts" with scraps salvaged from his Katrina-damaged home in Tremé.

The oldest operational cathedral in the U.S. has one shell of a way of projecting speakers' voices.

A calm and comfortable place to hang out with cats and kittens up for adoption.

An abandoned warehouse turned art sanctuary in New Orleans.

The only home of the famous French impressionist painter open to the public is now a museum and bed and breakfast.

This Birdsill Holly fire hydrant is the remnant of a very different type of hydration innovation.

The oldest family-run restaurant in the United States is a living museum of New Orleans dining history.

A hurricane-stricken oak tree has been reborn as a beautiful chainsaw artwork.

A private museum dedicated to preserving the heritage of Mardi Gras' most beloved underdog parades, open by appointment.

A small park on Bourbon Street features life-size bronze statues of New Orleans musicians.

It's clear this abandoned Art Deco gem was no ordinary cleaners.

An otherworldly musical haven in The Big Easy.

A pink cottage covered in hearts served as a haven and a resting place for LGBTQ activists.

A house of courtship where the Jazz Age's most storied lovers got their start.

This "second" cemetery represents New Orleans' attempt to keep cholera at bay.

If New Orleans is the birthplace of the "cocktail," why does their own museum of cocktail memorabilia beg to differ?