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Japan's largest area of "pink moss" turns the hillside bright pink every spring.

Coast along one of Japan’s mountain railways for coveted views of magnificent hydrangeas.

Cherry blossom season comes early in this Japanese town where pink flowers line the streets and riverbanks.

The tallest bronze seated statue of the Buddha in Japan.

The 43-mile route crosses through six islands with gorgeous views of the Seto Inland Sea.

Colloquially known as “piss alley,” this narrow street filled with tiny bars and barbecue stands looks like it was pulled straight out of “Blade Runner.”

One of the first hotel rooms in a pod.

The 10,000 Torii shrine.

This pond is so stunning it looks like you've stepped into one of Monet's masterpieces.

Drinkslinger is an unlikely vocation for a Buddhist monk, but at this Tokyo bar the enlightenment is served in a martini glass.

Twelve hundred stone carvings guard this off-the-beaten-path Buddhist temple.

This mesmerizingly colorful pond looks like a scene straight out of a fairytale.

The legendary birthplace of the Japanese maneki-neko is dotted with hundreds of lucky beckoning cats.

1,001 carved statues of the Buddhist God of Mercy, each with a unique face.

The oldest hotel in the world has been operated by the same family for over 1,300 years, even catering to samurai.

A taste of the macabre Tokyo's ritzy shopping district.

This ancient fortress was once the setting for a strange battle won with the help of a lizard.

Taste the white whiskey that the United States' first president once distilled and enjoyed.

A collection of iconic Soviet car models on display.

These light, hollow rolls have been linked to Acadia National Park since the 1890s.

When Azorean green tea meets volcanic hot springs water, a luminous brew is born.

A Swedish farm is the world's only producer of the rare, creamy delicacy that is moose cheese.

The only thing sweeter than the potatoes is the canine proprietor of this roadside stall.

This bakery and museum offers tours of the tastes and mythology of Aachen's signature spice biscuit—just don't ask for the recipe.