Island wonderland for communist autocrats.

One of the best-preserved Roman amphitheaters is still used today, but for less brutal events.

If a glacial river suddenly diving into a sheer chasm via a dramatic, multi-stage waterfall isn't peak Iceland, it's certainly close.

Strange rock formations tower above the river that snakes through this enchanting Icelandic canyon.

One of the tallest buildings in Iceland, and perhaps, the most visually impressive.

Accessible only at low tide, the deserted island is dotted with World War II ruins.

A hundred copies of Antony Gormley's naked body stare out across the water.

This stone once marked the boundaries of Liverpool's medieval markets.

This bronze statue was dedicated to a 1966 Beatles hit.

The tower was originally used as a chimney for the waste incinerator of St. John's Precinct and Market.

A memorial to the politician who became Great Britain's first fatality to be caused by a locomotive.

Charles Dickens described the concert room in this amazing Victorian hall as "the most perfect room in the world."

This aging storage facility is the world's largest brick warehouse.

Created as a punny statement about genetic engineering this monstrous hybrid statue has become a beloved icon.

The red letters in the literary pavement leading to the library form a mysterious code.

Pyramid shaped monument with a tall tale attached.

Gutted during the Liverpool Blitz, this architectural husk has been left destroyed in honor of the dead.

A multi-storied painting that depicts the area's rich and diverse maritime history.

Poetic, metallic giraffes adorn a square off an Edinburgh thoroughfare.

This 16th-century close preserves an unusual piece of Edinburgh's transportation history.

Touching this 18th-century Scottish philosopher’s toe allegedly conjures good fortune.

This alley off Edinburgh's Royal Mile contains remnants of the city's seedier history.

The tomb of one of Scotland's bloody historic villains is a magnet for bumbling desecrators.

The most loyal of little dogs, or a Victorian era publicity stunt?