Places WhimsyCat03 Wants to Go

These free-roaming horses were once destined to disappear from the land.

Witnessing the might of this dessert-colored desert waterfall is a rare, powerful treat.

A Wild West jailhouse that slid down the mountainside.

A living snapshot of a different time in America is preserved and maintained by a community of volunteers.

This 40-room dwelling tucked within a cliff was built by the basin's prehistoric residents.

Along the old Route 66 is an abandoned trading post made from old telephone poles, built by a former circus clown.

Don't blink or you'll miss it.

Collection of vintage trailers double as hotel rooms.

What is the Thing?

Some of the tallest ancient American ruins continue to inspire awe and curiosity.

Limestone caves with spectacular showcase chambers.

A motel dedicated to Southwestern nostalgia.

One of the largest, oldest, darkest, quietest motel rooms in the world.

Ninety feet off the valley floor is an ancient dwelling put under protection of the U.S. government by Teddy Roosevelt.

The installation’s official name, “You Who Are Getting Obliterated in the Dancing Swarm of Fireflies,” says it all.

A sharp bend in a dramatic river canyon cut through red rocks.

Most-visited and most-photographed slot canyon in the American Southwest.

Rippling sand dunes frozen in the Arizona rock.

American revolutionaries and British soldiers alike are buried here in the fourth-ever cemetery in Boston.

Historic Hull Street was actually the first street with a proper name in the Boston area.

The first bell ever cast in Boston was cast by Paul Revere...and sounded terrible.

A mysterious stone embedded at the base of a historic Boston building.

This monument on Breed's Hill proves that one of the most famous battles of the Revolutionary War is misnamed.

A men’s restroom became a sandwich shop.