Places rfadley26 Wants to Go

The park preserves a single, rare species of carnivorous plant that spells doom for unsuspecting insects.

The trunks of 3,000 year-old trees lurk beneath the surface of this crystal clear lake in Oregon.

Formerly secret, precariously perched boulders.

10,000 flowered plants bloom in the City of Roses.

A miniature city built by a single hunchbacked monk.

Bigfoot prints, Feejee mermaids, and haunted dolls on display in a tiny North Carolina town.

A 120-year-old legend concerning an empty circular patch in the North Carolina woods.

A natural spring situated on the grounds of the Hawthorne estate.

Headquarters of the legendary clairvoyant's readings, spiritual hospital, and massage school.

A home built with marble tombstones from the graves of 2,200 Union soldiers buried in a Virginia cemetery.

These massive concrete balls were used to mine gold in Virginia.

This maze-like slot canyon is a unique gem within an already fascinating geological area.

Franciscan monks created a facsimile of the Holy Land for North Americans who couldn’t afford the trip overseas.

This ancient burial mound is accessed by an impressive Greek-built archway.

A French chateau, failed utopian community, odd museum, and Stonehenge replica in rural Washington State.

This ancient settlement contains some of the largest earthen mounds in North America.

A six-story-tall golden pyramid, surrounded by a moat.

Setting this massive marionette aflame rids Santa Fe of doom and gloom for another year.

A collection of human remains, animal body parts, and other macabre curiosities all legally for sale.

The greatest collection of New Orleans masking and processional traditions covering everything from Baby Dolls to Skull and Bone gangs.

Once the site of a Native American harvest festival, this humble clearing later played an invaluable role in the birth of jazz.

A small park on Bourbon Street features life-size bronze statues of New Orleans musicians.

A 200-year-old bar in the historic French Quarter refuses to give up its place in history, nor its role in securing ours.

This knobby, drooping New Orleans oak is a favorite place both for climbing and for meeting giraffes.