Elvis Lives

So being the huge Elvis dork that I am, I woke early and joined the faithful for the 7:30 pre-opening of the gates to Graceland and the solemn walk to his gravesite and meditation garden. Women were literally crying and reaching out to touch his tombstone while grown men delivered roses and handwritten notes. The mansion didn't open until 9 but Kim and I went to get tickets when the office opened at 8:30 because the lines were going to be huge. Basically the place is nearly as crowded as Disneyworld in about 1/167th of the space and even with our early arrival we only managed to score the fourth tour of the day. Before we headed out on the tour bus I stocked up on my Elvis kitsch and will take a picture with it on sometime in the next few days. The mansion is kitschy enough and here are some photos from inside.

Elvis' wall of late 70's hits (formerly a racquetball court)

Funky table monkey in the TV room

Furry chair in the jungle room (the carpet covered the ceiling too)

After Graceland we loaded up the truck and headed out to Oklahoma...