A little piece of Paris in the sultry south of the U.S.

This bar named after the world's first mixed cocktail was home to one of New Orleans' most notorious politicians.

The crumbling remains of a 19th century fortess.

Storyville was New Orleans' historic red light district and hotbed of jazz music, sometimes referred to simply as "The District."

A haunting, yet lovingly hand-hewn potters' field full of graves that flood with each heavy rain.

The crumbling ruins of this southern American fort have survived storms, war, and cults.

This abandoned Civil War fortress is slowly being swallowed by the waters of Lake Borgne.

Pirates had to be ousted from the land where this now ruined Louisiana fortress was built.

According to one local tradition, the entrance to the Voodoo underworld can be found in New Orleans through seven gates scattered throughout the city's French Quarter.

New Orleans' famous cemetery, located on the site of a former race track.

A typical "Old South" manor, once owned by author Anne Rice, served as the setting for several of her witchcraft sagas.

An impressive collection of dollhouses and an homage to the frog-leg canning industry.

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

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

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

"If she'd leave us alone, we would have a happy home, sent from down below."

Imagine playing a version of Legends of the Hidden Temple, but with a distinctly Southern Gothic flare.

Despite the ever pressing encroachment of urban sprawl this grand New Orleans manse still stands.

This float factory takes the mask off of Mardi Gras and lets visitors see where the magic happens.

Once defending the city of New Orleans from invasion by sea, this fort faces an uncertain future.

Crumbling ruins mark the site of a couple's grisly murder in the woods.

Tiny historical streetcars wind through a small scale version of Crescent City in this whimsical train garden.

One man’s passion for gas stations is on display along the Rio Grande in northern New Mexico.

Along the old Route 66 is an abandoned trading post made from old telephone poles, built by a former circus clown.