Martin Bricelj Baraga's monolithic sculpture measures the blueness of the sky, and changes color to match it.

A whimsical bridge adorned with decorative dragons.

This Roman statue is missing a limb from when the Venetians stole it from Constantinople during the Crusades.

Two stone columns flank the grand Venice square, but there were supposed to be three.

A sinister pyramid in the Frari contains the heart of the famous neoclassical sculptor.

This palatial spiral staircase was so unusual the name "snail" was given to the noble family who built it.

This community on a small Venetian island has taken to painting their houses in bright neon hues.

A small island less than half a mile from Venice is a forbidden island with a dark and twisted past.

A take-out restaurant that only serves cuisine from countries with which the United States is in conflict.

The god of wine stares out at passersby on this busy Pittsburgh thoroughfare.

Color-coded signs direct drivers on a network of routes designed to avoid Pittsburgh traffic.

The largest clock face in the United States is twice the size of Big Ben and infinitely more ad-sponsored.

Sections of the iconic limestone columns have been left uncleaned as a reminder of the city's polluted past.

This restaurant offers a side of antiques, curios, and a bathroom chock full of owls.

Meet your friends, marry your true love, or tell your enemies to kiss your butt under this historic Pittsburgh timepiece.

A model of a dinosaur that was named for Andrew Carnegie stands outside the museum that also bears his name.

There aren't too many operational funiculars around, but Pittsburgh has two!

The largest university building in the West is a gothic masterpiece containing dozens of theme rooms based on different countries.

The only way to see Pittsburgh is from the top of this lookout point, just like the ancient members of the native peoples did.

This church in Pittsburgh is home to the largest collection of religious relics in North America.

A restored Pittsburgh house of God has been converted to a marvelous house of suds.

The United States’s oldest funicular railway glides up and down a steep Pittsburgh street.

This permanent exhibition celebrates the finest of our heartless automatons both real and fictional.

Found art has transformed this Pittsburgh neighborhood into a psychedelic dream.