“You better take care of me Lord, if you don't you're gonna have me on your hands.” ― Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.

An architect in Aspen used psychedelics as his muse while building this mushroom masterpiece.

In a dry, neglected cemetery lies the unassuming grave of a soldier vilified in life but celebrated in death.

This restored farmhouse is a time capsule of a 19th-century Colorado homestead.

The clock that sets them all.

Hidden beyond a kitschy giant beetle is this remarkably sprawling collection of preserved insects.

The moving metal works of one troubled artist can still be viewed on his front lawn... for now.

Grab a slice of pizza next to the remains of the "human monkey" who ran for mayor.

The statues commemorate the legendary mass killing of escaped circus monkeys.

Suspended above the ground in a thicket of towering Georgia trees is a modern architectural wonder.

After the parade, students throw their beads on the tree hoping for good luck on exams.

This New Orleans statue of a portly figure in a goofy hat pays homage to a classic of satirical literature.

A small park on Bourbon Street features life-size bronze statues of New Orleans musicians.

A house of courtship where the Jazz Age's most storied lovers got their start.

If New Orleans is the birthplace of the "cocktail," why does their own museum of cocktail memorabilia beg to differ?

The crumbling remains of a 19th century fortess.

The second oldest continuously operating bar in Louisiana.

This knobby, drooping New Orleans oak is a favorite place both for climbing and for meeting giraffes.

This historic "City of the Dead" lies prominently in the center of New Orleans' famous Garden District.

The curiosities and wonders of pharmacy in a delightful historic building.

This symbolic piece of New Orleans architecture is also home to a few ghastly stories.

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

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

A 200-year-old bar in the historic French Quarter refuses to give up its place in history, nor its role in securing ours.