Places nicoleeellan Wants to Go

Cows on a ranch are commonplace, scattered cow bones everywhere? Not so much.

This 19th century hydroelectric powerhouse was the first of its kind.

A working miniature city designed to teach kids about safety and presumably city planning.

This former boomtown "island" is now submerged below Folsom Lake.

Elephant seals and sea lions have turned the abandoned buildings on this island into their endangered love shack.

This mountaintop beacon is only lit three times a year but shines like some kind of all-seeing eye.

A hidden world of exotic succulents and cacti.

Guarded by the Angel of Grief, the Stanford family tomb attracts an odd mix of halloween revelry and somber contemplation.

Rodin's famous depiction of Dante's 'Inferno', amidst a sculpture garden of many of his other works.

A sudden forest of traditional Papua New Guinean art works is hidden in a corner of Stanford University.

A humble garage, world-famous for being the epicenter of a technology revolution.

This odd California folly seems like it was almost designed to accumulate urban legends.

From the sky, a kaleidoscope of color brightens the grey landscape of the San Francisco Bay.

A fleet of automotive automatons sleep in this otherwise unremarkable urban garage.

These once-beautiful historic graveyards are set against the barren Virginia City hills.

One of the largest free-standing structures ever built, this dirigible hangar is now simply a giant skeleton.

The old Niles Canyon Aqueduct in the San Francisco Bay Area is a bemusing and secret trail through nature for wayward travelers.

The smallest country in the world.

Eastern zen meets Western grit in these four little trees growing out of a rock on Lake Tahoe’s Nevada shore.

The garage at the childhood home of Steve Jobs was a hangout for the founders of Apple, even if they never built computers there.

This railroad magnate's 19th century tower is more than a little bit out of place in the Nevada desert.

A giant can of fruit cocktail is all that remains of what was once the world's largest cannery.

An abandoned cyanide mill is now a haunting magnet for graffiti and illegal parties.

Officially named the "Loneliest Road in America," this barren stretch of Nevada road offers almost nothing but sky and open fields.