OK, I didn't actually end up going to Graceland. The secondhand description from some of our grad students was enough. Probably a sin to make the trek all the way to this famous southern city and NOT do the pilgrimage (I must admit, I had the Paul Simon song stuck in my head for a while!). But it sounded way over the top and none too classy. The notion of seeing fans fall into fits of weeping at the grave was just too much for me to handle. Besides, we were there for the annual Ecological Society meetings, and it was difficult to find a window of time to get away long enough to visit Elvis' abode.
The meetings were good, the van trip long. Our grad students did us proud. Good food and jazz/blues on Beale street was worth the trip in itself. The only down side was the high population of homeless, always on the lookout for generous-looking tourists. Now it's back to the nonstop street and buidling construction of Morgantown.
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