The language and heritage of a nearly forgotten culture can still be explored in this Southern enclave.

Charleston's historic city jail once held everyone from pirates to Civil War POWs.

Amazing pre-Civil War ruins alongside a shallow, rocky river that hosts beautiful (but endangered) lilies.

Despite being burnt down multiple times, the ruins of this South Carolina church are still standing.

This natural spring not only claims to heal the wounded but it has also been willed to God.

This psychedelic tromp l'oeil seems to be beckoning drivers to crash into a wall.

Oldest unrestored plantation house in America that is open to the public.

Settled in 1696, abandoned after the Revolutionary War.

The oldest bridge in South Carolina may have been designed by the same man who created the Washington Monument.

"Not too many people can say they've had a nuclear bomb dropped on them, not too many would want to." — Walter Gregg.

South Carolina's last remaining slavery auction house is now a museum devoted to its own tragic history.

One man's extraordinary topiary garden in a small South Carolina town.

One of the oldest living oak trees in the Southeast.

Home to drunken tower-climbing goats... seriously.

A museum and shop on Bourbon Street located in the former home of the second Voodoo Queen of New Orleans.

An exotic reptile facility showcasing some of the rarest, most venomous snakes in the world.

A wedding chapel, vintage clothing shop, and bar all under one roof.

A giant cement churn carries the legacy of American resilience, unity, and greed.

This historic sunny-yellow building has an unfortunate connection to the sinking of the Titanic.

North Carolina's only restored fort from the French and Indian War.

This metal disk commemorates the birth of a historic American holiday.

The scene of the largest surrender of Confederate troops at the end of the American Civil War.

A water pumping station disguised as a residential home to assuage concerned neighbors now tricks most passersby.

This stunning home looks like it belongs in medieval Europe, not North Carolina.