A century-old cabin off of Highway 30 touts an unusual construction material: dinosaur bones.

This giant boulder is sandwiched between apartment complexes in upper Manhattan.

One of several skulls claiming to belong to the beheaded St. John the Baptist is on display at this Roman church.

This ritzy Italian market is built around a statue of an unforgiven heretic who was burned for his belief in an endless universe.

This former Roman Catholic Church still contains the embalmed hearts and organs of 22 popes.

The skull of the patron saint of lovers lies in the Basilica di Santa Maria in Cosmedin—maybe.

At the crypt of St. Mary of Eulogies and the Dead you are left alone to ponder mortality among piles of skulls.

Architectureal fantasy quarter of Rome.

Journey through a collection of over 35,000 Halloween items from all generations.

The entrance to this sinisterly named tunnel hides behind a Tim Hortons.

305 homemade stone stairs wind their way up the Hamilton escarpment.

With well over 130 falls and cascades to brag about, Hamilton, Ontario has earned its stripes as the waterfall capital of the world.

Setting this massive marionette aflame rids Santa Fe of doom and gloom for another year.

A three-story tower of books about Abraham Lincoln is one of the more unusual monuments to the president.

The oldest continuously operating fish market in the United States.

It was once the base for a series of domestic terror attacks.

A popular place to pick up prehistoric coral fossils from the time when Michigan was an ocean.

The first custom-designed building to showcase the works of Dale Chihuly is a wonderland of glass and light.

An otherworldly alpine pasture with its own unique microculture that recalls Middle Earth.

The Incredible Hulk, Yoda, Mulder and Scully, and many many others watch over the mean streets of Toronto.

A monument to the 17,000 Chinese who worked and died to build Canada's Pacific Railway.

One of the foremost Sherlock Holmes collections is hidden away at a Toronto library.

The oldest landmark of Toronto is a testament to shifting sands.

The aggressively banal name of this underground fortress of bureaucracy does little to evoke its truly surreal existence.