As we left our hotel I noticed this sign underneath one of the fire sprinkler
What's sad is you know the only reason they made those signs is because
some idiots have actually tried hanging their clothes on them in the
I'm goin to Graceland, Graceland... Memphis Tennessee!
Er... hrmm. Graceland isn't as nice as I thought it would be.
It gets a little better when you arrive at the entrance, but generally
speaking, the whole place really feels like a cheap tourist trap
Actually, no, I'm pretty sure he died on a toilet.
After checking out all the overpriced stuff in the gift shops, we headed
to the bus only to find hundreds of people waiting in line. So we
go check out Elvis' private planes while we waited for our number to be
It didn't detect me as a fan. :(
The Lisa Marie - no longer flying, but still selling plenty o' tickets.
Elvis' plane had a gold-plated sink.
And... gold-plated seat buckles. Because, you know, these things are
He also had a stash of soda pop and Gatorade on the plane.
The plane even had a bedroom with a full-sized bed and TV.
And let's not forget the snazzy vanity mirror!
His smaller private jet was sealed off, but you could still check out
the colorful seats.
Some of the more expensive things from the gift shops:
Elvis Matroyshka! (Russian nesting dolls)
Elvis bowling ball!
Elvis enjoying some... family entertainment?
As we passed through the gates of Graceland on our bus, we saw a bunch
of sad people who were waiting outside to catch a glimpse of the
American Idol finalists who were to be filming there that day.
Re and I take our memorable photos in front of Graceland.
Elvis' fancy schmancy dining room.
An old fashioned kitchen and carpeted floors. I love it!
There may have never been a cooler room in the history of the world.