Elvis' living room. You can see a grand piano behind some custom-made stained glass.
Graceland, Little Rock, Texarkana
We got up nice and early to prepare ourselves for the visit to Graceland. We arrived right before 9:00, and found a parking spot right up front (who else is crazy enough to see this place right when it opens???). There are 3 different ticket options, and we chose the middle one which allowed us to tour the house, the car museum, another museum that housed several rhinestone laden outfits, and Elvis’ plane. Just so you don’t consider us total whackos for visiting this place, we opted not to purchase the VIP tickets for $68 per person (we do have a little integrity).
The house itself was the most interesting, and slightly eerie if you ask me. Only the two lower floors are available to be toured, as the upstairs is off limits to tourists. If there is one word that comes to mind from our visit to the house, it would have to be mirrors.
Elvis' grave. He was originally buried in a cemetery, but moved to Graceland for security reasons.
There were mirrored walls, stairways, a fireplace, really mirrors were just everywhere. Not sure what exactly that was all about (other than sheer vanity), but it was slightly unnerving. Oh – and just so you know, there are 24 karat seat belt buckles on the plane.
So after getting our fill of Graceland, we headed off to make the 2 hour trip to Little Rock so that we could stop somewhere to watch the #1 Texas vs. #6 Oklahoma State game. We stopped at a pseudo sports bar once we arrived in Little Rock, and watched the game in its entirety. After catching our breath from a very close game (Texas pulled it out, of course), we drove further west to Texarkana where we planned to stay for the night. The next day was a relatively short 5 hour trip that would lead us right into our garage, and more importantly, home.
I’m so glad your trip home was smooth, and I’m so glad you guys got to go to Graceland, even if it was a bit creepy.
— Lindsay