Places thatdude Wants to Go

This hill made entirely of ancient Roman jars was simply a garbage dump to the people of the time.

More sculpture than building, this architecturally significant temple was built on the spot of Saint Peter's crucifixion.

An Italian ghost town that fought obscurity, until a mysterious illness brought it to its knees.

Museum dedicated to literary greats of the Romantic Period is also the home in which Keats met his untimely end.

This Roman arch marks the location of an ancient gate at one of the Seven Hills of Rome.

A mysterious chasm in the heart of the ancient Roman Forum, the Lacus Curtius was once believed to be a gateway to hell.

If you want to talk to the Pope you will have to stare down this surreal vision of Jesus rising from a nuclear hell.

This ancient Roman prison is decorated with an upside-down cross not as blasphemy but as saintly tribute.

One of seven Jewish catacombs in Rome and one of only two open to the public.

One of several skulls claiming to belong to the beheaded St. John the Baptist is on display at this Roman church.

This hidden Art Nouveau courtyard is an opulent feast for the eyes.

This ritzy Italian market is built around a statue of an unforgiven heretic who was burned for his belief in an endless universe.

A Nesting Doll of Churches.

Jesus' footprints and the first catacombs in the world.

This former Roman Catholic Church still contains the embalmed hearts and organs of 22 popes.

A fairy tale castle in modern Rome.

A collection of objects supposedly singed by the hands of souls in purgatory.

The skull of the patron saint of lovers lies in the Basilica di Santa Maria in Cosmedin—maybe.

Architectural monsters are devouring this palace's every door and window.

The final resting place of the poets Shelley and Keats.

Hidden beneath the famous St. Peter's Basilica is a veritable city of the dead that may hold the remains of St. Peter himself.

At the crypt of St. Mary of Eulogies and the Dead you are left alone to ponder mortality among piles of skulls.

2300-year-old Roman road connecting the empire.

The yawning maw of this pagan visage is said to bite off the hands of liars.