Places Roseparis Wants to Go

A creepy tree with a local legend that inspired a nearby theme park ride.

The inscribed stone at Kilnasaggart is a remnant from nearly a millennium ago.

A miniature village mimics the surrounding buildings so well it includes itself.

You can crawl inside this atmospheric 5,000-year-old tomb.

This massive basalt sea stack stands obtrusively from the rocky coastline.

These tiny book repositories are inspiring new readers across Northern Ireland.

This Bronze Age tomb makes the most unusual front garden fixture.

This picturesque lighthouse at the edge of the Irish Sea looks like a giant stone pencil.

Northern Ireland's church-turned-skate park.

A brisk climb up this solitary peak leads to the origin story of a towering figure in Irish history.

The highest peak in Northern Ireland is topped with a stone tower and haunting burial mounds.

This short bridge is the only thing connecting a tiny Irish island to the mainland.

A library where thousands of books explain how to avoid another Great Recession.

Legend says a witch conjured the world's third largest whirlpool to protect Scotland from a nasty pirate.

During this Shetland Islands celebration, hundreds of torch-carrying "guizers" lead a procession to burn a viking longboat.

Summer in Scotland begins with a spectacularly wild and colorful event rooted in ancient pagan traditions.

Amazing and mysterious Neolithic settlement on Scotland's Orkney Islands.

The very first subway station in New York City is beautiful, decked out in chandeliers, and ... abandoned?

When the plague struck York, this stone was used to leave supplies for the sick.

The marble facade hides a little-known medical museum with early surgical instruments and rare copies of canonical texts.

The alpine falls where Sherlock Holmes apparently met his demise can actually be visited.

This small museum displays a collection of outsider art and scale models of past "treatments" for mental illness.

A nearly 500-year-old sculpture depicts a man eating a sack of babies, and no one is sure why.

The bizarre visions of H.R. Giger, tucked away in a Swiss medieval city.