You will be happy to know that absolutely nothing gets preserved in Atlanta. That hill behind my house I mentioned, which was part of Atlanta’s line of fortification? It is presently being graded down flat to make way for a mixed-use development.
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Didn’t General Sherman burn down Atlanta?
That could be its own thread.
And has been, on several occasions. 
Okay, I don’t know much about American history. What’s the issue there?
It’s the roads that are the problem. If your satnav says 3 hours then plan for six unless almost all of the journey is on a motorway (which isn’t terribly likely unless your start and finishing points are directly on a motorway), in which case plan for four and a half. We have a lot of small, winding country roads where you can’t reach the speed limit even when you’re not stuck behind a tractor. 100 miles is nearly always quicker to drive in America than in the UK.
LOL, the tourists crack me up, especially down in the North End or the Faneuil Hall area. They’re all wide-eyed and gape-mouthed over EVERYTHING and I’m like, eh.
Then again I grew up here so nothing fazes me historic-wise.
I lived in Springfield, Illinois (home of several important Abraham Lincoln sites) for decades. I drove past either his home, law office, cemetery, and/or Presidential Library multiple times per week.
All kids who grow up in Springfield public schools are indoctrinated with what a great man Lincoln was from an early age.
When you’re exposed to something on a daily basis, it becomes mundane.
The tourists help support the local economy. Complaining about them is like biting the hand that feeds you, IMHO, and I always felt sorry for them rather than being annoyed at them (downtown Springfield is a maze of one-way streets).
I used to rent a floor in a house that Raymond Chandler had previously lived in. It was not a big deal. We moved out when the owner sold the place (which, to be fair, was crumbling and suffering from subsidence) to developers. They’re kept some of the house features (and it’s got a blue plaque as the article notes) but it’s all flats now.
I mean, it’s not like Chandler was haunting the place or anything.
I grew up about a ten minute walk, if going slowly, from a ruined castle that the earliest part of dates back to around 1120. I used to deliver newspapers across the road from it.
To be honest, we never really thought about it. It was just there, we were used to it. We’d walk the dogs in the fields on the other side not because they were near the castle but because they were rather pleasant fields.
Tourists were always welcome because why wouldn’t they be? They bring in money and I was brought up all proper and polite 
I am far more intrigued by the unknown history of the First Nations people’s who erected no monuments or left much trace of their lives, to be honest. The rest seem like interlopers to me.
How did this valley look before Europeans came and began to carve it up? How did the first inhabitants interact in this place? What must that have looked like? Etc, etc.
I live in the centre of Edinburgh. I can walk to Edinburgh’s main shopping street in 15 minutes. This means that while I’m popping in to a couple of department stores to pick up a couple of blouses for work (or whatever), on the other side of the road is this: Edinburgh Castle from Princes Street.
Sometimes you forget it’s there. Sometimes you look and still say “wow” after fifty years.