I’ve been close to there, because my mother came from Leicester.
One of my current hobbies is driving around Ohio and neighbouring states, taking pictures of county courthouses, etc. My next planned trip is into eastern Kentucky, to visit various county seats that I didn’t make it to on my last couple of visits.
"I would like to have seen Montana."
First thing that cross my mine was this dying quote from “Hunt for Red October”.
For myself, I still look forward to visiting Wales, Ireland and Alaska if they count as unexotic.
Less exotic yet would be a every MLB ballpark that I have not been to yet. I get to notch Fenway Park on Sunday.
Jim
North Shore, CA, and Bombay Beach, CA; both quasi-ghost towns on the Salton Sea. The Sea is now a nasty smelly unpleasant place, but before its fragile ecosystem collapsed, North Shore and Bombay Beach were upbeat resort towns with marinas, restaurants and hotels, and good times. I would think one almost gets a post-apocalyptic feel in those towns now.
Save your money. Half America’s serial killers live here too, feeding off the rest of us.
Personally I would like to see a big steel mill, even a gay steel mill, with huge vats of molten steel being wisked around and poured and stamped, etc.
A great spot. You’ll love it.
As **Giles ** has noted, there are plenty of other interesting things to see in Canberra: the Science Museum, the High Court, Old Parliament House, the National Portrait Gallery, Lanyon’s Cottage…
I took a tour of J&L steel in Pittsburgh for a materials science course in college. It was way cool! Of course, there may not be any more operational steel mills in the US soon, so you’d better go now.
I like geographic anomalies.
Pigeon Forge, TN. I want to go to Dollywood, dammit.
I’ve wanted to go to Wyoming since 1978.
Oh sure, now I’m miffed that I can’t spend more time in Canberra . . . 
I enjoyed Newfoundland. It’s cool in a non-exotic way. I want to go back. I never did get to the Viking ruins.
“Unexotic” (were there such a word) is somewhat relative. If you live in London, Bath is pretty mundane. Not so much for someone who lives in San Francisco. Yes?
I’ve always wanted to drive up to Hudson Bay. The important part would be the drive.
Maine can be downright freaky. There are something like 6,000 islands off the coast of Maine and there are a number of them inhabited year round but their populations generally swell during the summer. I don’t have any particular one of them in mind but Yankee magazine covers them sometimes and they can be positively incestuous during the winter with only sporadic ferry service and little outside support. It would probably be interesting to hang out on one of those islands for a week or so during the winter.
I saw a report by Bill Geist on CBS News Sunday Morning about the Iowa State Fair, and it sounded like fun. Even the agricultural stuff like the kids showing the farm animals they raised and the butter scuptures. Partly, it’s nostalgia for a bygone era.
Me too, but I just want to get wrecked. Seems like a great place to do so 
St. Louis, Missouri. I don’t think it’s particularly exotic, it’s a large American city in the middle of the country, I suppose. A few years ago we were supposed to meet up with another couple there for a vacation, and it was CANCELED at the last minute. Ever since, I have a burning desire to go to St. Louis. I even found myself recommending it in a lot of SDMB "Where should I go on vacation? threads, because I had done a lot of research and felt it shouldn’t go to waste. I realized I had some sort of problem when I started posting to threads that were more along the lines of “Where should I go on a beach vacation?”
I think I need to go to St. Louis just to get it out of my system.
Let me suggest that you avoid Rock Springs. 
Delaware. Just to prove to myself that it exists.
Idaho.
Iceland and Greenland.
North Dakota.
Sweden isn’t exotic?
Good luck. There are no roads to Hudson Bay. Although one in Quebec comes close.
Do you like biting flies? 'Cause the mosquitoes up there make the mosquitoes down here look tame.
