A painfully obvious spy house sits right across the street from the Russian Embassy.

The strange and snarky traditions of the lumber industry's fraternal order began with five men waiting for a train here in Arkansas.

The final resting place of up to 6,000 Confederate soldiers, the largest mass grave in the Western Hemisphere.

An oasis of calm amid the chaos of the boardwalk, the museum traces the heritage of this beloved beachside amusement park.

A derelict bit of transportation infrastructure hidden in the woods.

The remains of a historic plantation nestled in between a parking lot and the rental car return at Reagan National Airport.

The oldest certified bowling alley in the United States is in the basement of this century-old bar.

Hundreds of hopeful gold miners came here to get rich, but only two years later the small town was deserted.

The multinational Burger King chain is banned from operating within 20 miles of a family restaurant filed under the same name.

An eccentric millionaire's personal curio collection includes at least one shrunken head.

A small Richmond island dotted with the remnants of hundreds of years of history.

A massive, secret marina for the Nazis' most formidable weapon in the Atlantic.

The clothes-washing king doubles as a community center with some unusual features, including an aviary filled with finches.

With over 340,000 artifacts and counting, there is something for everyone, often called the "Smithsonian of the West."

An abandoned bait shop with a front lot filled with storage boxes.

An extensive, if one-sided, history of U.S. law enforcement's war on drugs.

Over 600 vacuum cleaners stack the shelves of what may be the cleanest museum in America.

This grand gothic brewery has been pumping out suds for over a hundred years.

The early American colonists were such ferocious drinkers the law actually required every town to have a tavern.

A restored, one-room African-American schoolhouse in the diva's hometown now preserves the legacy of its most famous student.

Burping, gurgling geothermal mud pots by the Salton Sea.

Back in 1952, you could get a mushroom cloud chaser with your atomic cocktail.

An abandoned bus station transformed into a museum dedicated to the history of Greyhound Lines, in the place where it all began.

A mysterious echo seems to defy the laws of acoustics.