Places Roxanne Holonitch Wants to Go

A picture-perfect town, perfect for blowing up.

Brightly colored 30-foot-tall totems light up the desert sky just outside Las Vegas.

Back in 1952, you could get a mushroom cloud chaser with your atomic cocktail.

Oh, just a motel on the edge of the desert decorated with thousands of clowns conveniently located next to an abandoned graveyard.

A collision of human error and natural geothermal pressure created this rainbow-colored geologic wonder.

An ode to one of the first concerts broadcast via satellite.

Get up close and personal with these majestic fish.

This mom-and-pop Japanese sweets shop has been serving cloud-light mochi for almost a century.

Race through the maze, get your name on the sign.

Artifacts from a battleship sunk at Pearl Harbor displayed in the Capitol building of its namesake.

The Virginia farm where John Wilkes Booth met his grisly end is now largely forgotten.

Part of a highway network meant to connect Miami to Montreal, this 10-mile stretch of road made from red bricks is still around 100 years later.

An ornate Art Deco tile mosaic representing Nebraskan life, both modern and prehistoric.

Underneath downtown Lincoln resides a network of caves that was also the city's first brewery.

A private residence adorned with a gorgeous mural dedicated to the buzzing insect.

Once used to screen films for theater owners to rent, this historic building is now a start up hub.

A unique workspace where offices reside on pirate ships and inside gingerbread houses.

The Master of Magnetism dominates the walls of a scrap metal yard to keep graffiti artists at bay.

A model of a dinosaur that was named for Andrew Carnegie stands outside the museum that also bears his name.

The residents of the Neighborhood of Make-Believe live without much fanfare within the Pittsburgh Children's Museum.

The only way to see Pittsburgh is from the top of this lookout point, just like the ancient members of the native peoples did.

The souvenir got the company’s founder out of a pretty pickle at the World’s Fair.

Originally a cemetery, this city park remains speckled with a handful of scattered gravestones.

Pennsylvania's own Roswell-style UFO mystery.