Places SZubaedi Wants to Go

Hundreds of Buddhas in a re-discovered Indonesian temple.

This massive chapel in the middle of the Indonesian forest is both haunting and fowl.

Ski or snowshoe your way to a feast in the mountains.

Stay in your own little bubble.

Come for the waffles, stay for more waffles.

A way to take your secrets to someone else's grave.

Over a million items cram the shelves at Africa's largest shop of used and rare books.

A growing popular hipster market with over 100 local specialties and live music.

The frozen treats at this Cape Town parlor are inspired by Africa's food cultures.

A once-booming railroad left abandoned next to the Quinnipiac River marshes now intersects with a hiking trail.

A wunderkammer hidden on the top floor of the Hartford statehouse.

The only museum dedicated to the American street artist is in rural Japan.

The abandoned husk of a mental institution that failed to save a Jazz Age icon still sits nearly unchanged.

One man's unrequited love stands in a glass box forever.

An abandoned cemetery lies in ruins as the surrounding forest swallows it whole.

The institution is sitting on a goldmine of 21,000 paints, varnishes, pigments, and primers preserved for posterity.

100 years later, they're still down there.

The Byzantine, pre-Columbian, and medieval art at this stately mansion are some of the most under-appreciated collections in D.C.

A historic neighborhood church is reborn as a psychedelic arts collective.

The oldest of only three existing statues of the great novelist stands in a city he did not care for.

A tiny, unmarked beer and whiskey bar above an Ethiopian restaurant in West Philly fails to conceal live bluegrass.

These structures were inspired by both Native American shelters as well as, strangely, an ice cream shop.

A sign at the end of the Santa Monica Pier marks the traditional end of the legendary American highway.

Dakota legend claims this locally iconic pinnacle was once part of a sacred burial site that was cleaved in two.