Places RHF Wants to Go

Fifteen Jodhpur queens left their handprints before going to their fiery death.

Once an indicator of social class, the color blue has come to define this city on the edge of the Thar Desert.

Old and brave breed of warhorses known for their elegant, curved ears.

A salty red wasteland in Tanzania is a breeding spot for endangered flamingos.

This seaworthy collection was sparked by one man's passion for sailing.

Behind a 300-year-old temple hides a small tomb said to house the bones of 17th-century Dutch soldiers.

Golden plates containing what would become the Book of Mormon were believed to be buried on this New York hillside.

A field in which God and his son Jesus purportedly appeared to a young farm boy named Joseph Smith.

The press that first printed the Book of Mormon.

One of the best collections of antique printing machinery in the world.

Only museum in the world devoted to bookbinding and book arts holds a permanent collection representing five centuries.

Taiwan's last Chinese character letterpress preserves the dying art of Chinese character mold making.

This 700-year-old street food market features baby octopus and soy donuts.

This Irish museum in a historic 19th century market pays tribute to the glory of butter.

The last Victorian market in Belfast.

The statue honors a beloved bird that once roamed St. George's Market.

Aside from denoting a public square or market, this medieval structure was also a sign of a town's prosperity.

This building was once a town hall, a fire station, a prison, a dairy market, and the target for two marksmen.

Follow the original medieval paths that wind through this intriguing section of the city.

This stone once marked the boundaries of Liverpool's medieval markets.

This commercial and retail center was crafted from walled military barracks.

Tables of secondhand books fill the inner courtyard of this 17th-century stock exchange.

An ancient passage filled with stalls selling used books, once frequented by Vincent Van Gogh.

Every half hour the eye-rolling clock face sticks out its tongue to mock the good citizens of Koblenz.