Places Mothman Wants to Go

A miniature village lies nearly forgotten in the forest by the side of a major highway.

Home of Philip Johnson, one of the 20th century's most influential architects.

A seasonal movie monster museum featuring wax creations by a relative of one of the original Universal Studios monsters.

A museum designed by and dedicated to P.T. Barnum in the town where he is buried.

The kind of mixed-up place that drives archaeologists crazy.

Journey through a collection of over 35,000 Halloween items from all generations.

Twenty-eight years after this local landmark was washed ashore by hurricane Hugo, it was washed away by hurricane Irma.

This small museum dedicated to the painful memory of segregation is essentially a time capsule.

The sole remaining outpost of a once-thriving South Carolina chain still sells “pic-a-nic” baskets.

A hobby born from insomnia has turned into a hangar full of objects that have been be-buttoned by the Button King.

This natural spring not only claims to heal the wounded but it has also been willed to God.

This museum explores the lives of Chang and Eng, the "Original Siamese Twins."

Cherokee alphabet, proof of ancient North American Jews, or just a hoax?

A Nessie-like monster supposedly lurks in this lake.

A wonderful display of arts and crafts handmade by local artisans in the Southern Appalachians.

The 15-foot-wide, 2-ton pan fries hundreds of chickens once a year.

This North Carolina grave is the final resting place of the world's most famous conjoined twins.

A six-foot pair of socks hangs from a drawer of the world's largest bureau.

This ceremonial mound is one of the first officially recognized Native American historical sites in North Carolina.

This abandoned lighthouse looks like a rusting oil rig, but has managed to survive a number of storms.

A curious collection of oddities including a lock of Alexander Hamilton's hair and Harry Houdini's ouija board.

Garden dedicated to native carnivorous plants and site of huge flytrap heist.

This high point in the Great Smoky Mountains is said to be home to the chief of all bears.

This bright yellow relic is the final survivor of a short burst of seashell-shaped petrol pumps.