I've never been a huge fan of Elvis. This despite of, or because of, the fact that I grew up in Vegas. I can't really say that I'm any more a fan now that I've been to his home. However, it was very cool. The guy loved stuff, and there was plenty of it. It was like a time capsule from the 60's-70's. Shag carpet (even on the walls), old TV's, bright colors, vintage christmas decorations, you get the drift.
The occasion for which we went was my brother Dave's (and Elvis's) birthday. We thought that it was going to be huge and crazy with people crying and stuff. But I guess that's saved for his death day. Instead we were able to see everything we wanted without feeling rushed and got to see lots of cool stuff.
And yes, he's dead.
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
Where Elvis Walked
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i love that you toook the camera along and played with it.
I love the pictures you captured.
And I kinda love you.
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