Elvis Fu Wrote:
I've been through Memphis a dozen or so times, at least, but I've never actually done any of the tourist hot-spots. Well, I've been to all the gift shops and crap across from Graceland (and drank the Hot Rod diner out of beer while watching Joe Kent do his "Elvis" show three times in a row), but I've never been across the street and inside the house.
So let's say Graceland is #1 on the list, but I might have a chance to do one Graceland plus one of the following:
• Stax Museum
• Sun Studio
• National Civil Rights Museum
Anybody just spew at the thought of visiting one of these again, or at least have suggestions, insight or thoughts? I saw a show at the New Daisy Theater in '98 or some shit, so I've been to Beale Street. Also, the joint that sells fried chicken and 40 oz. bears is on my bucket list, but it will probably have to wait.
When I was there, we did the entire Graceland thing. I was even able to sneak a few pics. if I had a reliable scanner, I'd show y'all the gun case -- it alone is worth the price of admission.
Stax and the civil rights jonx weren't open, but Sun is indeed interesting, if TINY. But you'll hear the screams of 1000 victims just walking in the door.
I had fun on Beale St. - ended up seeing the Saw Doctors at BB King's, falling in lust with an Ole Miss Co-ed, and then hitting some strip club that served 40s. It was sweet.
If I went back of course, I would book a room at the Peabody, and sip mint juleps in the lobby wile watching the ducks

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