Places PinkyFloyd7 Wants to Go

The final resting place of the most famous sharpshooter.

This restaurant proudly displays bread signed by the 39th president.

A rattlesnake museum showcasing over 30 species, in a century-old building that used to be the general store in this tiny West Texas town.

This is probably not the Target you're looking for.

A group of college students hauled a desk up a mountain more than 40 years ago. The notebooks inside have become a makeshift time capsule.

Mysterious glowing orbs float through the desert night.

This quirky outpost and gallery inside a former church is an unexpected trove of handcrafted art.

Not everything is bigger in Texas.

Minimalist modern art on a repurposed military base in rural Texas.

An office built to look like a giant basket.

Superfans of The Shawshank Redemption can take a driving tour of most of the films real locations.

This 35-foot-tall hamburger-toting chef is said to be the largest bobblehead in the world.

You can walk through the first Boeing Air Force One, which famously carried JFK's casket from Dallas back to D.C.

A real flying saucer, contracted by the U.S. Air Force.

A gregarious Ohio resident has been building his whimsical temple to peace for decades.

This semi-spooky remnant of an abandoned hotel provides fantastic views.

A failed piece of Orientalism has become the proud symbol of a community.

Don't get it twisted: This is the oldest pretzel bakery in the United States.

The oldest farmer's market in America is so ancient it was approved by the King of England.

In this cemetery stands the country's first public crematorium.

This extraordinary model train layout covers over 1,700 square feet, with multiple trains running simultaneously.

An immersive art experience built by local arts collaborative, Factory Obscura, in the building formerly known as The Womb, a psychedelic arts center founded by the frontman of the Flaming Lips.

Travel through the hidden underbelly of the city in colorful tunnels filled with art and history exhibits.

In Oklahoma City's Bricktown, there's a street that don't use jelly.