A curious whirlpool formation supposedly capable of entangling or engulfing branches, tree trunks, or whole rafts full of hapless tourists.

An unfinished rail tunnel that has since been used to house cheese and bats.

A six-foot pair of socks hangs from a drawer of the world's largest bureau.

If Myrtle Beach is the mini golf capital of the world, this is its crowning glory.

Take in some Air Force history—and ogle some beautiful planes—at this little-known park near Myrtle Beach’s seashore.

I-95's Tijuana-style celebration of kitsch at the Carolina border.

The sole remaining outpost of a once-thriving South Carolina chain still sells “pic-a-nic” baskets.

A hobby born from insomnia has turned into a hangar full of objects that have been be-buttoned by the Button King.

"Not too many people can say they've had a nuclear bomb dropped on them, not too many would want to." — Walter Gregg.

This maze-like, oceanfront gift shop—the nation’s largest— has been serving kitsch to the Myrtle Beach community for over 80 years.

One man's extraordinary topiary garden in a small South Carolina town.

The uniquely-designed winter home and sculpture studio of Anna and Archer Huntington.

Take a stroll through this centuries-old tunnel of enormous moss-hung evergreens, nestled among the grounds of America’s first public sculpture garden.

Visitors come from all over to bring gifts and tokens to the grave of Alice, who is thought to have died of a broken heart.

A haunting—but not haunted—chapel remains in the woods.

Despite being burnt down multiple times, the ruins of this South Carolina church are still standing.

A unique museum that uses visual art and storytelling to reveal the hidden history of the Gullah Geechee and their African ancestors.

One of the oldest living oak trees in the Southeast.

South Carolina's last remaining slavery auction house is now a museum devoted to its own tragic history.

Settled in 1696, abandoned after the Revolutionary War.