Legend says that Wade the Giant scooped up a handful of earth to throw at his wife, leaving behind this round valley.

Originally meant to hold a statue of King William IV, this support sat empty for years. Today, it hosts a rotating cast of public artwork.

The monster at the center of the Darwin Center Spirit Collection.

Eighty million natural history specimens call this gargantuan museum home.

This Victorian graveyard in Leeds is a macabre collection of beautiful tombs and memorials.

This man-made mound monument was built out of soil from all across the Polish empire.

The unsettling remnants of a torn down movie set lies nearby the ruined location of the actual Płaszów Labor Camp.

A treasure trove of pathological, forensic, parasitological, and anatomical specimens.

A hundred copies of Antony Gormley's naked body stare out across the water.

This beautiful example of Victorian engineering is the oldest water-balanced funicular anywhere in the world.

Dedicated to the legendary comedian Eric Morecambe depicting his iconic "Bring Me Sunshine" stance.

Inside this chapel, Victorian jailers took the separate system to new levels.

This amazing trail among the many waterfalls around Ingleton has been enchanting visitors since 1885.

A modern English garden of eccentric beasts, follies, and oddities.

Over 70 independent businesses have set up shop in this former Victorian department store.

This 15th-century church was once described as the ugliest in England.

This centuries-old mansion was the home of the noted 19th-century diarist Anne Lister (aka “Gentleman Jack”).

A stretch of land where the sour-sweet vegetable is cloaked in darkness and grows so fast you can hear it crack, squeak, and pop.

A deserted medieval village where bodies were once mutilated to prevent them rising from the dead.

This popular square's history as the former site of a church is right beneath your feet.

A shrine to one of England's female saints in what is believed to be her former home.

Makers and sellers of the original and finest York Ghosts.

A Reformation-era fiery figurehead once denoted this location as a print shop.

A century-old tradition has culminated in a small but singular collection of feline effigies.