In Little Caribbean, an ice-cream shop serves up regional flavors, including soursop, Irish moss, and "greatnut."

Once a speakeasy operated by Al Capone, this Milwaukee cigar bar is now a haven for ghost hunters.

On a small Slovenian island, diners can mix and match a classic cake into dozens of sweet and savory flavor combinations.

Hidden in a secluded Greek cove is a pristine beach marred only by the rusting smuggler's hulk stranded on its shores.

This black shoreline is made up of exploded lava particles.

Once home to Komodo dragons, this island dreamscape has a rare combination of white, pink, and black sand beaches.

This parking garage was the site of what was - at the time - the largest cash robbery in history.

The abandoned mine where American troops discovered a treasure trove of art and artifacts hidden by the Nazis.

During World War II, the Nazis repurposed this beer cellar to store stolen artwork.

Lured here by the promise of tens of thousands in gold, Jesse James started a quintessentially American trend of robbing trains in-motion.

Washington's top-secret Cold War-era doomsday communications tower is located in a small neighborhood park.

The first miniatures museum in Asia contains all sorts of itsy-bitsy wonders, including the world's smallest working television.

This beautiful defunct water tower adds a European flair to a traditional Japanese neighborhood.

A fruit-loving town welcomes visitors with a giant melon set against the sky.

This water tower has been a staple of the Rochester skyline since 1931.

An oddly specific collection of handmade dolls remembers the women of the White House.

A showcase of canine neckwear spanning five centuries of doggie fashion and function.

Ever wanted to can Spam?

More than 8,000 drinking jugs say “Cheers!” to a guy named Toby.

An homage to the humble watering can.

Flaunt your karaoke chops at this pitch-perfect dive bar.

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

Where serial killer Aileen Wuornos drank her last beer.

Originally a brothel during the Klondike Gold Rush, this bar once used dolls to denote when ladies were working.