That's alright Mama

Today we visited Graceland and saw everything Elvis. We saw his house, his cars, his planes, his grounds, his records, his trophies, his clothes, his gym, his stables, his meditation place, his burial place and above all his merchandise. All in all we found this to be the most disappointing part of the trip so far as it was so grossly commercialized and, in our opinion, had little/none of the soul that was his music. The whole place lacked the air of excitement and energy that the rest of Memphis has. In contrast, we visited the National Civil Rights Museum which was built on the spot that Martin Luther King was assassinated (the Lorraine Motel). Unlike Graceland, this place captured the spirit and soul of the Civil Rights Movement. It was eerie to stand in the location that James Earl Ray supposedly shot from, as it was to be in the same spot that Martin Luther King was standing at the time of his assassination. The love and respect for Martin Luther King Jr. and his accomplishments came through every presentation in the museum and it was a very moving day.