Yesterday I arrived in Memphis, Tennessee. My first stop was Graceland, the estate of King of Rock 'n Roll . Although I am now ni cht the gr size Elvis fan, but if you already have the opportunity to visit the home and place of death of one of the greatest artists, you should not pass this . let And what can I say: The King is a money machine. $ 10 parking, $ 30 entry into the villa and the souvenir shop. All other related Museums and exhibitions such as. Its vehicles cost extra. So I belles only at His house and that is truly unique. From the outside it is not particularly remarkable. On my now 3-week trip, I've seen over whelming. Seen from the inside, one could almost think that Elvis was still alive (and no, I do not belong to the spinners, who swear to have seen him last week at a gas station or in the subway ...). The ground floor living room , dining room, kitchen , bedroom and the jungle room . (I almost have the same images even shot, but since Blogger Unfortunately, problems do when I upload too many pictures, I have instead this time linked to the part. ) The first floor is out of respect for Elvis not released to the public, as well as their personal space should remain private. In the basement of the TV room is with 3 television sets (He had heard that the then President Dwight D. Eisenhower and world events simultaneously on 3 devices tracked) with a bar and a billiard room . it went further into the former garage, which is now a replica of his office is located. The vehicles one can admire a fee elsewhere.
went on to say: the racquetball House. In this annex, in addition to countless trophies and Awards on display in the room, was played earlier in the even a cozy Lounge in which the King the day before his death, we celebrated with friends and on the has played to seeing the piano.
were in addition to another building next stage - to see and film costumes countless gold records .
the end of the tour came at the grave by one of the Kings, where he is buried next to his parents. It was originally buried elsewhere, his father read in transfer but to Graceland because he feared what the 'fans' could do everything on an unguarded cemetery with the grave.
After visiting Graceland, I looked for a room (appropriately enough, on Elvis Presley Boulevard), I still had to wash clothes very unspectacular. For this I went to the only laundry that I could find on the fast and had a show. It was like in the movie: a run-down area of the parking lot full of potholes on which a group of black loudly discussed. Inside the salon, there were dozens of washing machines and dryers, not more of those third worked. To age badly underestimated (probably 40-50) are sparse and almost toothless owner (in style with sleeveless shirt, boxer shorts and slippers clothed) took me to a machine and told me that for me in almost unintelligible slang, the servicing. After I filled the machine, I had the opportunity to look in the locality further. In one corner is a very old TV was on the screen almost unrecognizable ran the Weather Channel. Other clichés were served, as the Mexicans, who still incredible amounts of washed clothes, put together, and dragged from the building. The old black man who was sitting in a corner and watched the bustle and the thick young blacks, who loudly shouted their jokes through the entire store. The boy showed me the dryer which then I should use because it works best. Later, another group of young black man came into the shop, which were contrary to their external appearance very friendly. When I was finished I left the store and went to the motel to the whole lot to pool and store again.
drove the next day I returned to Memphis to see my Beale Street, the Rock 'n Soul Museum and the National Civil Rights Museum. The Beale Street entertainment district is the town where the series at Bar Bar. After visiting the Rock 'n Soul Museum, where the origin of the blues, rock' n roll and soul will be shown, I returned to the Beale Street zurüch to eat at the BB King's Blues Club a burger. The last Project, the National Civil Rights Museum (formerly the Lorraine Motel) I was able to attend unfortunately, since Tuesday is a rest day. At least from outside the room on the floral wreath was identified, was shot in the Martin Luther King.
there my city (apart from the music and its history) is not particularly liked, I decided to head towards St. Louis, the goal that I will visit tomorrow.
Well then, 'n other times
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