Step inside Westminster Abbey and you’re walking not just into a church, but into the bloodstream of British history. For over a thousand years, this Gothic marvel has echoed with the footsteps of kings, queens, poets, and revolutionaries. It’s a place where empires have begun, where vows have been exchanged under stained glass and stone, and where even silence seems sacred.
Japan might be the land of cherry blossoms, neon cities, and serene temples—but tucked away between the islands of Shikoku and Awaji lies one of its most mysterious natural wonders: the Naruto Whirlpools. These aren’t just cute little eddies. We’re talking about giant oceanic whirlpools, some as wide as 20 meters, forming like clockwork beneath the dramatic span of the Ōnaruto Bridge.
The boat ride starts off like any other through the ancient canals of Xochimilco. There's laughter in the distance, floating mariachi music, and the occasional splash of an oar. But then your trajinera turns away from the main path. The air gets still. The water darkens. The laughter fades. You're no longer headed toward a party—you’re heading into a ghost story.