Places shelleyra Wants to Go

A walk-in working camera obscura produces 360-degree live images of the San Francisco coast.

A museum befitting the city responsible for supplying the majority of the world's LSD.

Olfactory delights in San Francisco's Botanical Gardens.

Relics of the 1894 Midwinter Exposition continue to delight visitors today.

Carnivorous plants, medieval aphrodisiacs, and the largest original wood structure glass conservatory in the western hemisphere.

Its buzzing collection honors vibrator history.

This shop specializes in oddities and Victorian-inspired wonders.

There is no trying to fall in love with this Star Wars fountain, you just do or do not.

Bring your own cardboard to the slippery slopes of concrete hidden in a neighborhood park.

An artsy hidden staircase leads to breathtaking views of San Francisco.

An old-timey medicine shop that once served Chinese laborers during the Gold Rush is still open for business to this day.

Gold Rush ship-turned-hotel buried underneath San Francisco's financial district.

Noble beasts perhaps, but not the Emperor's dogs.

The largest whiskey stash on the West Coast survived the 1906 fires--but not without heroic effort.

A whimsical antique shop with a strong air of mystery, filled with items from ages, and what feels like worlds, past.

A collection of 20th-century automata, penny arcade games, and musical contraptions.

Recovered from the brink of extinction, at home in the Financial District.

A Barbary Coast watering hole built into a Gold Rush shipwreck.

These WWII-era murals were initially booed as a libelous portrayal of the American dream but have survived multiple attempts to have them destroyed.

Staircase winds down the side of Telegraph Hill through gardens, wild parrots flying overhead.

A classic advertising icon immortalized in regal bronze.

Floating man-made island and upscale restaurant.

This concrete tangle of square pipes has stood as a proud thorn in the city's side since the '70s.

A rococo retro-futurist future-rustic vernacular between yesterday’s tomorrow and the future that never was.