One of the last remnants of the city's Chinese nightclub scene is now a dive bar selling killer mai tais.

One of the oldest producers of hand-folded fortune cookies still uses its original secret recipe.

The second building of its name to occupy this location might be the finest flatiron building in San Francisco.

Only hotel where you can legally launder money.

San Francisco's oldest surviving monument and meeting place for 1906 survivors.

Surrounded by low rise buildings and partially converted into an auto body shop, this marble archway is the only vestige of a forgotten Manhattan estate.

A 1930s-style speakeasy with a secret doorway and one-of-a-kind cocktails.

A mysterious plaque to the even more mysterious "Fr. Pat Noise," killed in "suspicious circumstances."

Originally built to monitor fishing, this Victorian tower now educates visitors about the local salmon industry.

Despite the name, this 16th-century structure in Galway wasn't built by the Spanish.

Ireland's most remarkable collection of these curious cone-shaped houses is worth the buzz.

A monument to a beloved aquatic folk hero in the Irish town of Dingle.

A proud bronze billy stands as an eternal symbol of Ireland's oldest festival, where a goat is made king.

Traveling this mountain pass reveals quaint stone buildings, stunning Irish scenery, and a bridge said to grant wishes.

This modest plaza in Moneygall, Ireland has cashed in on its distant connection to the U.S. president.

A rocky Irish outcropping with a history of wealth, conflict, and ruin.

The enchanting archway is the only surviving portal into Dublin’s lost medieval wall.

This supermarket offers shoppers a window into the past alongside their groceries.

The Dublin sea wall draws walkers, photographers, and fishing enthusiasts.

The neighborhood church casts a breast-shaped shadow that locals have come to call the “two o’clock titty.”

San Francisco's oldest operating hotel, with a Victorian atmosphere and a "haunted" fourth floor.

One of few lasting examples of the brief octagon craze that developed into folly.

The perfect spot for a picnic, right next to a giant ballistic missile.

The rusting remains of the largest assembled WWII fleet on the West Coast.