Day 7: The National WWII Museum in New Orleans has been designated as the country's official WWII Museum by Congress. The exhibits encompass the June 6, 1944, invasion of Normandy; the Home Front during WWII; and the D-Day invasions in the Pacific. The group members found themselves very involved in what they saw and heard, and the 2+ hours there went by very quickly.
Then we were off to the swamp - literally - for a tour by way of a boat much like a simple pontoon. For two hours we looked for and found alligators and turtles, along with the other natural beauty of the trees and birds - very interesting and relaxing. Before leaving Cajun Pride (location of the tour), we enjoyed a picnic with sack lunches.
That evening our Elvis fans prepared themselves to visit Graceland, the "King's" home.
Day 8: It was somewhat cooler today but still far from what you at home had with your added snow. We were still eating ice cream outside at Graceland.
Our group members were a little surprised by Graceland - the mansion itself; it was smaller than they expected and had a lived-in feeling they hadn't anticipated.
I would like to share some other reactions. One person questioned whether or not Elvis ever had a record that didn't go platinum or gold because there is a huge number of thsoe in the museum. The elaborate costumes were "awesome." Remember the one-piece jumpsuits with matching capes? The women felt for the poor people sewing the individual jewels/ studs on all of them. I think the men liked the car collection. The word "shoddy" came up, but I believe that was said tongue in cheek. Another comment was "We didn't know Elvis was a top salesperson for Mary Kay." (The car of Elvis's that was his mother's favorite was a pink Cadillac.)
Day 9: Today's agenda included a tour of Anheiser-Busch Brewery. We realized while walking from building to building that the day was preparing us for the reality of cooler and windier at home. At the end of the tour everyone seemed more than willing to go to the tasting room, and all remained under control as we took them back to the coach.
It doesn't seem possible that our tour is already coming to an end. We have traveled many miles and seen much, but it is time to return home tomorrow.
Then we were off to the swamp - literally - for a tour by way of a boat much like a simple pontoon. For two hours we looked for and found alligators and turtles, along with the other natural beauty of the trees and birds - very interesting and relaxing. Before leaving Cajun Pride (location of the tour), we enjoyed a picnic with sack lunches.
That evening our Elvis fans prepared themselves to visit Graceland, the "King's" home.
Day 8: It was somewhat cooler today but still far from what you at home had with your added snow. We were still eating ice cream outside at Graceland.
Our group members were a little surprised by Graceland - the mansion itself; it was smaller than they expected and had a lived-in feeling they hadn't anticipated.
I would like to share some other reactions. One person questioned whether or not Elvis ever had a record that didn't go platinum or gold because there is a huge number of thsoe in the museum. The elaborate costumes were "awesome." Remember the one-piece jumpsuits with matching capes? The women felt for the poor people sewing the individual jewels/ studs on all of them. I think the men liked the car collection. The word "shoddy" came up, but I believe that was said tongue in cheek. Another comment was "We didn't know Elvis was a top salesperson for Mary Kay." (The car of Elvis's that was his mother's favorite was a pink Cadillac.)
Day 9: Today's agenda included a tour of Anheiser-Busch Brewery. We realized while walking from building to building that the day was preparing us for the reality of cooler and windier at home. At the end of the tour everyone seemed more than willing to go to the tasting room, and all remained under control as we took them back to the coach.
It doesn't seem possible that our tour is already coming to an end. We have traveled many miles and seen much, but it is time to return home tomorrow.
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