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At this small museum, visitors can view artifacts from the only battlefield in London during the War of the Roses.

In the Shawnee National Forest, amazing rock formations peer through the treeline.

This beloved ancient tree is the pride of this city center.

The scarce remains of a sunken ship peek out from the sand on East Beach.

This ruined relic of the medieval city of Jahanpanah is a quiet oasis in the middle of New Delhi.

This 19th-century island fort built to protect against an invasion by sea.

This muddy wooded valley and the ancient structures it hides are said to be the favored haunt of the legendary Friar Tuck.

Half-hidden by grassy slopes, this striking Spanish colonial fort is now a museum of underwater archaeology.

The world's only pure blue lizard lives exclusively on this secluded tropical island.

You can walk up Thailand’s naturally non-slip waterfall.

A fairytale-like grove with a crystal-clear spring bubbling under the shade of a massive ancient tree.

A river runs through this remote valley in a very unexpected way.

Legend said this huge, gnarled tree sheltered the saint during a storm.

The observation point offers spectacular views of the ruins of an ancient Armenian capital.

A monument to the “unrecognized dead” of the tragic 1876 train crash.

A 17th-century doorway in a small Sabine village is a portal into the mysteries of alchemy.

This medieval manuscript collection has some of the most obscure and ancient texts in the world.

This exquisite example of early colonial architecture remains unfinished almost 500 years after construction began.

Artists have long been drawn to these atmospheric 12th-century ruins.

The surviving remnants of a destroyed medieval church now stand in a public park.

A restored 114-year-old railroad station heralded as the most photographed depot in the United States.

A natural formation that resembles a camel resting in the New Mexico desert.

Beauty and history abound in this remote West Texas canyon.

This volcano rises like a giant anthill from the plains below, with a road spiraling up to the rim.