Places Rindy99 Wants to Go

Winding country roads in eastern West Virginia lead to an extraordinary place populated by fiberglass giants.

A melancholy guardian doubles as a judicious godmother to this small town cemetery.

This general store is more than a century old and home to various oddities and antiques.

The museum calls itself the "National Museum of the Paranormal" and is full of eerie oddities.

Berkeley Springs State Park boasts the nation's only monument commemorating presidential bathing.

An eclectic store sells obscure vinyl recordings of Charles Manson and Jim Jones, along with many other oddities.

This colonial cabin is the oldest building in High Point, built by one of the first settlers in the area.

A remarkable headstone said to be a gift from Daniel Boone.

Visit one, or all six, of the stops on this tour of a North Carolina signature sweet.

The world’s largest stone statue of Luther looms over a North Carolina campus.

A retired schoolteacher in suburban Nevada transformed his front yard into a paleontological menagerie.

The highest point in Virginia can only be reached by passing through ponies and flowers.

Every Friday night, Appalachian string-bands turn this country store and soda fountain into a raucous jamboree.

The world's largest vertical wind tunnel.

The last refinements in the North Carolina-South Carolina boundary were marked with this stone.

Jule Körner's house full of bizarre architectural details.

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.

The only pachinko parlor in the United States.

Burial site more than 300 years old.

Mysterious ancient boulder carved with petroglyphs in the mountains of Western North Carolina.

From cartoon characters to tiny tanks, a guerilla sculptor's little bronze statues are hidden throughout the city of Budapest.

Brass plaques embedded in pavement preserve the memories of those who lost their lives at the hands of Nazis during World War II.

Dedicated to a synagogue that was destroyed after having survived World War II.

An ode to a soldier who came to town, fell in love, then began making his own sparkling wine.