Willy Wonka would love this weird half-a-home.

One of Canada's most incredible rare book collections holds hundreds of thousands of gorgeous tomes that the general public can touch.

A 98-room castle in the middle of Toronto that bankrupted a 19th century electricity multimillionaire.

A botanically themed auditorium blooms within the world’s last operating double-decker theater.

This Toronto garden collects stares and tchotchkes in equal measure.

Lost subway station nestled beneath Toronto's busy commuter line.

The Victorian-era greenhouse is stuffed with tropical plants, and open 365 days a year.

A well-preserved network of cavernous tunnels have spent silent centuries removing Toronto's waste.

A book collector's dream, this Toronto bookstore has the world's first "Biblio-Mat," a random book vending machine.

This New Orleans tree is filled with hidden chimes that produce a carefully tuned melody.

Despite the ever pressing encroachment of urban sprawl this grand New Orleans manse still stands.

A 19th-century shrine covered with prosthetic body parts as votive offerings.

A theme park that suffered massive flooding during Katrina was abandoned, and now proves irresistible to trespassing explorers.

Neon signs that grace the windows of Bergdorf Goodman's and Tiffany & Co. come from this studio in Brooklyn.

An absolutely beautiful 200-foot stained glass installation traces the evolution of knowledge.

Mussolini gave Cincinnati a bronze statue of Romulus and Remus suckling at a wolf's teats.

A little piece of Paris in the sultry south of the U.S.

"If she'd leave us alone, we would have a happy home, sent from down below."

Site of a former hidden treehouse in New Orleans.

The final resting place of New Orleans' most famous voodoo priestess.

An island filled with hundreds of hanging, decomposing, decapitated dolls.

Visiting this cacophonous collection of vintage novelties is like stepping into the mind of a crazed toymaker.

A church dedicated to the Mexican skeleton saint.

Where layer cakes tower above one’s head and there is never a shortage of icing.