One of the last remnants of the city's Chinese nightclub scene is now a dive bar selling killer mai tais.

These six walrus head statues harken back to a time when this area wasn't far from the oceanfront.

A shining, cold, black organ lies in San Francisco's financial district.

Reverend Franzo Wayne King administers spiritual enlightenment through the music of the jazz legend.

Only hotel where you can legally launder money.

The first fresco Diego Rivera painted in the United States can be found in the former San Francisco Stock Exchange.

Noble beasts perhaps, but not the Emperor's dogs.

Gold Rush ship-turned-hotel buried underneath San Francisco's financial district.

Perhaps the most unique of any Frank Gehry design for one simple reason: Gehry himself actually lives here.

The largest collection of two headed animals in the world.

A second generation sun-powered marvel lights up the night.

A sign at the end of the Santa Monica Pier marks the traditional end of the legendary American highway.

The rusting remains of the largest assembled WWII fleet on the West Coast.

Nestled in Coachella Valley, this museum transports guests from the Mesozoic Era, to the land of Egyptian kings.

The final resting place of one of Hollywood’s most prolific and talented actors is on the grounds of a California Mission.

An historic and oft-filmed spot for musclebound iron pumpers on the Pacific coast.

The private clubhouse for the members of the Academy of Magical Arts.

The enormous 250-room Vanderbilt mansion conceals hidden doors and secret passageways.

The largest wooden building in the world now houses a fascinating collection of aircraft.

This unassuming cheese empire in rural Oregon churns out more than 150,000 pounds of cheese each day.

This stoic, if derpy, giant stands as a monument to Oregon's statehood and the novelty culture of yesteryear.

One man's quest for the ultimate road trip vehicle.

The world's largest outdoor organ is played weekly by one of just two civic organists in the U.S.

Swarms of butterflies cannot compare to the awe inspired by the publicly-funded nakedness once displayed in this sunken garden.