The oldest lawn bowling club in the United States.

This turn of the century masterpiece has a mysterious goaty interloper.

A famous alternative culture epicenter and where Joplin serenaded young hippies.

San Francisco’s century-old Christmas Tree.

The restored and active Victorian-era final resting place of San Francisco.

A classic advertising icon immortalized in regal bronze.

These WWII-era murals were initially booed as a libelous portrayal of the American dream but have survived multiple attempts to have them destroyed.

This concrete tangle of square pipes has stood as a proud thorn in the city's side since the '70s.

It is locally loved and ridiculed for literally looking like poop.

A peculiar mansion built by the troubled heir to the Winchester Rifle Company fortune.

An art supply shop holds the secrets of this quiet neighborhood's raucous Barbary Coast past.

Gold Rush ship-turned-hotel buried underneath San Francisco's financial district.

A shining, cold, black organ lies in San Francisco's financial district.

Only hotel where you can legally launder money.

The longest continuously operating Elk's Lodge in the country.

Longtime headquarters of controversial boys' club for the world's wealthiest and most powerful.

Home of modern dancer famously strangled by her own scarf.

A scattered trail of street art adds a pop of color to the city's stark structures.

This 17th-century street hidden beneath Edinburgh was once a breeding ground for the black death.

The seawater playground of gilded-era San Francisco burned to the ground in 1966.

An essential stop before plundering, BYO Cutlass.

A shop full of natural curiosities, carnivorous plants, and costumed taxidermied mice.

The neighborhood church casts a breast-shaped shadow that locals have come to call the “two o’clock titty.”

Not merely a museum – but a whirring powerhouse that offers a subterranean peek into the heart and soul of cable car operations.