I can’t remember the Arabic phrase, but its nickname to Muslims was “the Bone in the Throat of Islam”. For an understanding of why, enlarge the photo in that link and see how tiny the people at the wall seem (they’re invisible on the small photo) and realize that the castle has been in ruins for centuries.
To anybody recommended in castles I’d recommend David McCauley’s book and video Castle, an illustrated YA book that follows a fictional castle from inception through building through war to modern day ruins.
For America-
In the palace meaning you can’t beat Hearst Castleof course, though for the original meaning (place of refuge/fortification) the Alamo (though a mission rather than a military structure) is probably the closest (drawing of how it appeared in 1836).
Castles I would most like to see that would be off the “short lists” (short list being Windsor, Neuschwanstein, Tower of London, and other world famous ones) include those associated with Nazi Reichsmarschall Hermann Göring, whose entire life revolve around (and should be told around) castles. He grew up in two castles- Burg Veldenstein in Bavaria and Schloß Mauterndorf in Austria, both of which belonged to his beloved godfather and probable namesake Hermann von Epenstein, a doctor and businessman with a purchased knighthood who bought them when they were in ruins and restored them. He later bequeathed them to his much younger wife who bequeathed them to Göring. (Von Epenstein was born Jewish; Göring was actually expelled from a school for defending him as the greatest German he knew during an essay assignment.) He met his first wife at her brother’s castle in Sweden (where he crash landed during a blizzard while bringing the brother home- nobody injured); she was there because she was estranged from her husband who lived in this castle.
Göring and Carin were a tragic love story in the tradition of Wagner and pretty much every other German love story. They lived as impoverished refugees after the Beer Hall Putsch, and she died just as he began to rise in the world. When he became, after her death, among the wealthiest men in Europe due to the Reich he built a castle/palace- began as a lodge- called Carinhall in honor of his first wife (who died in near poverty a few years before it was begun). Main wing. One of the galleries- they stretched for more than 2 miles around the property. He actually looted other castles and palaces for architectural parts and decorations to give it the illusion of being centuries old. It housed what was possible the most valuable art collection probably ever assembled (Göring famously helped himself to pieces from private collections, museums, and archives). Today it’s in ruinsbecause Göring had it demolished in the final days of the war to keep the Soviets from occupying it.
Interesting thing about Göring is that in the final week of the war he ended up back where he’d begun- in Mauterndorf. In one of his last official acts Hitler had Göring, his [second] wife, and their 7 year old daughter arrested and ordered them shot; he was arrested at one of his other castles, somehow convinced his gestapo guards to take him and his family to Mauterndorfwhich was better provisioned and less likely to be on the path of Allies, and somehow convinced them further not to kill him and his family. (Probably a combination of his considerable intelligence and diplomatic skill [he could be charming as Ka when he wanted] and manipulating the extreme confusion- “Hitler obviously didn’t send this order would he? I’m his second in command- ask him. Can’t ask him, no communications into the border, well let’s wait a day or two… here, have some Dom Perignon, take a handful of those jewels also you may need them soon… what, the Fuhrer and Goebbels are dead and your liege and lord Himmler is nowhere to be found? Well if this is a mistake then it proves your orders to kill us were probably a mistake, and if it is not then either I am now Fuhrer, or Doenitz is… and either way your orders to kill me are not only irrelevant but probably would be a very bad idea as they’ll get you into trouble with the new regime if you’re lucky and the Allies if you’re not”. So he survived through a week of house arrest and intrigue so that he could go to Nuremberg (very near Veldenstein) and become, strangely enough, the most passionate and eloquent defender of the man who’d ordered his entire family’s murder at the War Crimes trials.
Of course having been a LION IN WINTER fan since my teen years I’d love to see Chinon. And though it’s an abbey/cathedral rather than castle, I’d love to see Mont St. Michel.