Places worshamrob Wants to Go

After serving in World War II and picking up Apollo astronauts, this aircraft carrier has been turned into a museum overlooking the San Francisco Bay.

Some 10,000 works of ancient rock art cover these volcanic basalt outcrops near the Gila River.

Fifty years after a “blast blasted blubber beyond all believable bounds,” this idyllic natural area commemorates the carnage.

Come for the giant taxidermy lion, stay for the knick knacks at this Minneapolis curiosity shop.

Now overgrown, these anti-tank barriers from World War II are sometimes called "dragon's teeth."

35,000 grape hyacinths flow like water down a garden hill.

This delicate museum is devoted to the art and industry that once supported Cape Cod's oldest town.

Hundreds of personalized inscribed planks make up this historic boardwalk.

This exhibit is one of the largest and most well-preserved collections of Jurassic-era trackways in the United States.

Ancient Egyptian wigs, South American feather headdresses, a bounty of anthropological artifacts in Oxford.

Home to the most complete dodo remains known - one head, and one foot.

An abandoned, rusty old relic of railroad history stands at attention over the Cuyahoga River.

This former military airfield's claim to fame came from a lucky accident during the Second World War.

A lonely memorial to the Challenger Space Shuttle, honoring the astronauts who died in 1986.

This nearly abandoned town was once a thriving mining community until a series of fires.

A century-old cabin off of Highway 30 touts an unusual construction material: dinosaur bones.

This former World War II torpedo testing location is now an important nesting site for migratory birds.

The walkable ruins of an 19th century hotel, destroyed in a horse cremation gone wrong.

The ruins of a paper mill destroyed during the Civil War still tower over a tributary of the Chattahoochee River.

A Victorian marvel of engineering is now a 21st-century tourist attraction.

This railroad tunnel was once the longest in Massachusetts.

On top of Gibbet Hill lie the ruins of a lavish turn-of-the-century estate that never quite came to be.

The 72-foot giant escaped confinement in a large patch of mulch only to be reburied in the sandy shores of the Potomac River.

A 2,000-ton rock resting in a state of a delicate balance.