You just can't visit Memphis
without taking a stroll down Beale Street.
it looked like neon
and sounded like the blues.
And the food?
There's nothing quite like a
heaping plate of delicious Southern barbecue
with a cold glass of sweet tea.
And since I share a birthday weekend with the King,
we HAD to make a short stop at Graceland.
The mansion was officially closed to the public that night,
as it was hosting an "Elvis Insiders" formal dinner
for a selected group of fans.
I snuck my way through
Elvis impersonators and fancy ladies
and got inside to buy Hudson a pink cadillac and his first Elvis t-shirt.
(ooooh, I'm such a rule-breaker.)
You were so much fun.
Looking forward to our next visit
......and lots more barbecue.