Tucked away on a hill in the heart of France’s capital lies a neighborhood that feels like a village within a city. With cobbled streets, crimson cafés, and painters on every corner, Montmartre is Paris’s bohemian soul—crowned by a shining white basilica that watches over the city like a guardian angel.

Tucked into the far reaches of the Vermilion Cliffs wilderness, right on the border of Arizona and Utah, lies a place that looks more like a psychedelic dream than a piece of Earth. The Wave—a wind-sculpted swirl of technicolor sandstone in USA’s Coyote Buttes North—isn't just a geological formation. It's a pilgrimage site for the lucky few.