Places td007 Wants to Go

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Uh, pardon me, ma'am, but I couldn't help noticing that there's a Columbo statue in the middle of Budapest.

A series of caves under Castle Hill that once held the prisoner Vlad Tepes, better known as Count Dracula.

Gnarled canopies of pink and purple wildflowers arch over the trail to the summit.

This bridge is haunted by the ghost of a distraught mother.

First established in 1696, this settlement was abandoned after the Revolutionary War.

Paths are maintained, but trees have taken over plots.

Charleston's historic city jail once held everyone from pirates to Civil War POWs.

A unique museum dedicated to the Gullah-Geechee people, housed within an old oyster cannery.

Two flush headstones mark the only known graves to be embedded in an airport runway.

This quirky curiosity shop takes its cues from the world's bazaars.

"X" marks the spot of an echo chamber in the middle of a plaza.

This haunting tombstone comes complete with a heartbreaking story of love and loss.

The first public building in Savannah to offer air conditioning was a luxurious cinema that still operates today.

Inside this clubhouse is a cinephile's paradise.

Los Angeles's oldest cemetery allows visitors to trace the history of this proud city.

This ultra-modern home clings to the slope of the Hollywood Hills on a precarious stilt.

Left untouched since a double murder-suicide in the 1960s, Los Feliz murder mansion remains a neighborhood mystery.

This weird abode has inspired everything from the "House on Haunted Hill" to a robot hunter's pad.

High on a hill overlooking Los Angeles lives a world famous, high-power conical Tesla Coil.

This iconic L.A. bookshop is housed in an abandoned bank—both symbolic and chic.

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

Adolph Sutro's little-known, geographically inaccurate, deprecated monument.

The stones that traveled from Spain to eventually become a holy place for San Francisco's nature worshippers.