Places roadtriptammy Wants to Go

D.C.'s first central library was born out of a chance encounter with the philanthropist whose name it bears.

"X" marks the spot of an echo chamber in the middle of a plaza.

The graves of a Connecticut family thought to have been plagued by a vampire.

In Paris, Texas they have their own Eiffel Tower, it just has a cowboy hat on it.

Despite his legacy of work in Spain, Cuba, and Florida, the larger-than-life writer's grave is a simple affair tucked in an Idaho cemetery.

This 13-foot smiling peanut in Georgia helped Jimmy Carter win the 1976 presidential election.

The oldest continuously operating fish market in the United States.

The famous abolitionist’s preserved estate is one of Washington's finest monuments to its great Black citizens.

Opulent downtown movie theater now houses cars as an indoor parking garage.

The pop art icon's gravesite is broadcast 24 hours a day on his museum's website.

The world's first commercial spaceport is a disappointment of cosmic proportions.

This national park on the shore of Lake Michigan features remarkable dunes that lie at the heart of a Chippewa legend.

This museum glorifies the humble potato.

When it opened during the final years of the embargo, all the drinks and cigars were free.

Alleyway plaque commemorating the death of a fictional character in The Maltese Falcon, not far from the author's home.

An oasis of calm amid the chaos of the boardwalk, the museum traces the heritage of this beloved beachside amusement park.

The only natural lake in the world that drains into both the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans.

Even in death, he's still your huckleberry.

One man's attempt to create an artistic wonder on a run-down block in Detroit.

These ancient ritual mounds are our best window into the culture of the ancient Mississippians.

The remains of an abandoned dinosaur theme park litter the woods just off the highway.

Unicorns, elephants, and bears, oh my!

The former home of the hard partying literary power couple is now one of the only museums devoted to their story.

A 200-year-old bar with a cheeky name claims to have served Edgar Allan Poe his final drink.