This garden houses the remains of the ancient Greek port of Marseille.

This modern museum of Mediterranean culture is surrounded by a surreal concrete honeycomb.

This amazing medieval fortress stands atop a promontory along the famous Cinque Terre.

This tiny chapel withstood a massive mudslide and flash flood.

Five candy-colored villages on the Italian Riviera.

Fortified medieval tower house with lovely roof garden.

This bustling Italian plaza is built on the ruins of an ancient Roman amphitheater.

The naturally mummified body of a peasant girl saint.

Drink wine handed out through a window as part of an age-old tradition.

Every year, the town of Menton, France, turns lemons and oranges into giant sculptures depicting windmills, dragons, and more.

The lost Latin words were reconstructed using the holes from the nails that once pinned them in place.

This parking garage has given itself over to graffiti artists and the neighborhood can't thank them enough.

A Roman holiday is closer than you think when you use this 1916 staircase inspired by Rome's Piazza di Spagna.

Tacoma's historic Beaux-Arts train station is now a federal courthouse featuring large-scale glass sculptures by artist Dale Chihuly.

This fog-enshrouded, antique corner store sells individual slices of wedding-fancy layer cakes from a window.

The world's largest egg has been cracked a number of times over the years but has been repeatedly replaced.

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

The stone labyrinth in this New Orleans city park was laid to symbolize healing in the wake of Hurricane Katrina.

This macabre shop, filled with art, oddities, and taxidermy is hidden in the heart of the French Quarter.

By day this New Orleans square is for pedestrians, but by night it is a kingdom of kittens.

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

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

The South's nickname was supposedly born at a former bank in New Orleans' French Quarter.

This distinctive Crescent City tradition dates back to the days of horse-drawn carriages.