Graceland

We began our day driving across Tennessee to get to Memphis. As we drove away from our campsite we counted 12 churches in a six mile stretch in Gallatin, TN. We are in a motel tonight after four nights of camping, the wi-fi so good so I have finally been able to upload all our pictures to date to the Dropbox https://www.dropbox.com/sh/3dsnlo1clw9woli/AAAxWbXtNqPfcu2vDGk9scOxa?dl=0

Many people think Graceland, home of Elvis, is tacky. I love to tour houses. I have been known to your stop at open houses for new homes  even though I will never leave my current tiny house. I especially love to tour  historic house and that is what Graceland is. First, I love the front exterior facade, such a perfect example of a fine Southern home.

The interior wax decorated as it was when Elvis died in 1977. That 1970s decor brought me back to my own childhood. The shagg carpet, the kitchen appliances, and the heavy glass ashtrays. As most of you know I am very sentimental, and that house ignited fond childhood memories. The poolroom is covered in 30 yards of fabric from ceiling all the way down the walls. 

Audiobooks Completed: Us Against You by Fredrick Bachman (even better than Beartown)

Wildlife:

2 white heron

1hawk

7 deer (twin fawns) We ate our breakfast watching deer this morning.

1 Roadkill