Places Sydney Rose Wants to Go

A carnivorous plant paradise in a serpentine bog.

The bears may be gone, but their old cages can still be found.

An exhibition devoted to the life (and posthumous taxidermy form) of the last known representative of the Pinta Island Tortoises.

This crescent-shaped sliver of sand is a magical haven for a herd of feral horses.

This rare effigy of the author spent years lost in storage.

The castle in the romantic landscape of Podyjí houses what may be Europe's largest collection of taxidermy dogs.

One of the first amphibian migration tunnels in the United States encourages a tradition that has inspired Amherst residents for decades.

Thought to be the only herd of feral horses in Africa and one of the most isolated populations in the world.

These two K-9 memorials commemorate the sister cities of Edinburgh and San Diego.

Dine on old-school red sauce fare at a former mob hang out and film set for The Sopranos.

These hooded graves are the only of their kind in the United States.

Most historians agree that the so-called "Gentleman Pirate" wasn't much of either of those things.

Buried five stories underground, this Soviet bunker is packed with gas masks and Cold War paraphernalia.

Terrifically morbid cemetary and site of famous Paracelsus' grave.

A silly medieval mural preserved on the side of a Viennese house.

The former private quarters and office of Dr. Sigmund Freud now hosts a museum housing the works of the founding father of psychoanalysis.

The crypt of the imposing Stephensdom holds royal intestines and thousands of skeletons.

A 19th-century Baja cantina that many say is the birthplace of the margarita.

Between 1930 and 1946, a tobacco farmer laid his beloved horses and mules to rest in this small patch of pine forest.

Preserved behind glass, the ruins of a medieval building used to store human remains.

This pub boasts a curious history and may have inspired a Dickens character.

The woman who helped save 15th-century France was born in this humble home.

It's as if the herds walked straight out of a fairy tale into the Missouri wilds.

The haunting ruins of Jack London's dream house.