This incredible collection of vintage pinball machines can be played at 25 cents a pop.

The neon signs from Las Vegas' past find their final resting place at this unusual graveyard.

Life's work of sculptor Elisabet Ney remains preserved in her last studio.

This eclectic, mosaic-clad home includes a bamboo ping-pong loft and a "Whispermaphones" intercom.

A former electrical substation is now home to an eccentric junk art masterpiece.

Free public park and gardens filled with peacocks and peahens.

This unique structure in suburban Austin is made up entirely of other people's castaways, and constantly changing.

Continuing the tradition of the dime museum in style.

A museum dedicated exclusively to the lore and history of ouija boards.

An easy-to-miss garden in Boston's North End honors the mother of JFK and others who lost children in WWII.

The filming location of a shark attack in Steven Spielberg's famous shark movie.

"Mock all and sundry things, but leave the saints alone."

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

The history of the tea trade is told in bas-relief on this historic pair of Boston doors.

This miniature feudal castle was built on a whim to honor a US Navy pioneer.

"the sweltering inhabitants of Charleston and New Orleans, of Madras and Bombay and Calcutta, drink at my well . . . The pure Walden water is mingled with the sacred water of the Ganges."

This tiny, painted door at the base of a tree stump has been a fixture of the Harvard University campus for decades.

A cave dug by a man directed by ghosts to find pirate treasure.

The site of Paul Revere's historic two lantern warning.

Berthed at the Charlestown Navy Yard in Boston, "Old Ironsides" is the oldest commissioned warship still afloat.

The headquarters in Salem doubles as an occult art gallery.

A museum dedicated to the quirky and colorful world created by Springfield's favorite son.

Life-size bronzes of the Grinch, Cat in the Hat, Yertle the Turtle, Sam-I-Am, and the Lorax—and the author himself.

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