Places michaelamiller Wants to Go

An abandoned Victorian-era amusement park is rusting away amidst luxury houses.

Home of an evil witch famous within southern folklore.

The site of the one of the most deadly train wrecks in American history.

The world's longest known cave system.

A life-sized memorial to Harry L. Collins, the official corporate magician of Frito-Lay.

A full-scale replica of a 1774 colonial settlement in Kentucky.

One of the greatest boxers and humanitarians to ever live chose his hometown as his final resting place.

The first KFC is on the National Register of Historic Places.

A former 19th-century tavern, famous for its peach brandy and honey concoction.

Amazing taxidermy dioramas from the 1960s in a cement building meant to look like an ice cave.

The only building in Louisville (hopefully) that contains two ancient holy skeletons.

This railroad overpass is said to be home to a murderous goat-man whose very legend has led to very real deaths.

Locals place their offerings on this nightmarish gnarled tree so the witches won't summon another storm.

The grave of the 19th-century sea captain who coined the phrase "Old Glory" can be found in this quiet cemetery.

The world's largest version of this iconic puzzle cube is located in Knoxville, Tennessee.

In 1912, a broken section of the reservoir wall released millions of gallons of water and destroyed many homes downhill.

Located inside a former bread factory, this museum explores a century of transportation history through innovations that were extraordinary or failures—sometimes both.

This popular park is home to a sea serpent sculpture that now overshadows the twisted history of its creation.

This award-winning men's bathroom was just too beautiful to not allow women to see.

“It's the quality” (but probably also the drive-through donut tunnel) that has attracted diners since 1968.

This opulent hotel has been visited by Spider-Man, Charlie's Angels, and the Ghostbusters.

The site of a classic series of Laurel and Hardy pratfalls.

A sign at the end of the Santa Monica Pier marks the traditional end of the legendary American highway.

This forgotten Frank Lloyd Wright house is an architectural marvel at the end of a sleepy residential street.