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

From the 1940 Ford Coupe that started it all 50 years ago, this collection of over 150 classic vehicles celebrates the spirit and history of American car craft.

If it wasn’t for a real estate agent with a penchant for old-school arcades, this hands-on collection of nostalgic flipper machines might never exist.

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

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

A handful of beehive kilns are all that’s left of a historic brick-making empire.

An ornate abandoned schoolhouse hidden in the woods near a decaying mill town.

A library of poems cascade off the branches of this unsuspecting tree.

The two locations of this landmark ice cream shop scream pure Americana nostalgia.

A 1960s damming project turned one family’s hilltop cemetery into an island.

A whimsical folk art environment where you can lose yourself in the many colors of joy, beauty, and creativity.

Replica of an old Esso filling station, complete with Wayne gravity pump and outhouse.

A nearly century-old amusement park is quietly decaying in a riverside forest in South Carolina.

This tiny chapel next to a highway provides weary travelers a place to rest, pray, or maybe even get married.

The only free-standing, vertical sundial in the US was keeping standard time before it was even invented.

A pink and gray pair of pachyderms advertise a fireworks shop.

This small museum dedicated to the painful memory of segregation is essentially a time capsule.

Once luxurious, these oceanfront beach homes have been left to succumb to the elements as the beach is slowly washed away.

The oldest liquor store in the country is a model of resilience and mischief.

This titanic steel chain linking two buildings was installed without permission but instantly beloved.

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

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

North America's oldest authentic African Village.

This psychedelic tromp l'oeil seems to be beckoning drivers to crash into a wall.