Places The Donut Guy Wants to Go

A sprawling maze of used books piled from floor to ceiling.

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

This bar hosts an ever-evolving napkin art installation devoted to an American president.

Hell on Earth is actually a small town in Michigan where anyone can be mayor for a day.

Performers, intricate sets, and a real speakeasy tell the story of the 18th Amendment.

A priceless work of art created by the saint's own blood sister hangs in a San Antonio basilica.

An amazing stag sculpture constructed entirely of discarded materials.

A tiny waterway named after a ghost story.

Twenty churches beautifully painted by 19th-century Czech and German immigrants in Texas.

Joseph and Victor Stanzel were Texas farm boys who built a model aircraft empire.

A 90-year-old underground water reservoir offers a more industrial kind of tranquility.

A 17th-century bezoar, dirt from an infamous site, and other curios decorate this unusual bar.

Part mural and part sculpture, this work of art sits in the middle of the Promenade, as if swimming in a river of asphalt towards the ocean.

Twenty-eight years after this local landmark was washed ashore by hurricane Hugo, it was washed away by hurricane Irma.

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

Home to a collection of artifacts and specimens from one of the world's preeminent geologists

This Vietnamese hell cave lets visitors take a walk through a devilish underworld full of demons.

An extravagant western hotel where every floor is the "ground floor."

The first plantation museum in the United States to focus on the lives of enslaved people.

This 19th-century sugarcane plantation is one of the most well-preserved estates of its kind, including its original quarters for enslaved laborers.

This cathedral dedicated to Louis IX, sainted King of France, holds many secrets.

This macabre shop, filled with art, oddities, and taxidermy is hidden in the heart of the French Quarter.

The only rotating bar in New Orleans has been slowly spinning since 1949.

According to one local tradition, the entrance to the Voodoo underworld can be found in New Orleans through seven gates scattered throughout the city's French Quarter.