Before we got married (the first time) we discussed eloping - and joking about going to Las Vegas and getting married by Elvis.
Well now we are.
Though Bridie would like to point out that we didn't get 'remarried' so much as 'renewed'. Otherwise I would have to pull a Homer Simpson, and get a quickie divorce first.
Elvis serenaded Bridie as he walked her down the isle. We sang Jailhouse Rock, but this time with Elvis (instead of the Blues Brothers). And finished with classic Viva Las Vegas. The King knows how to party.
And in less than half an hour we were out on the street. And almost immediately a Contiki bus load of Aussies piled in for a special night with Elvis. Some even congratulated us on getting married.
When we arrived we met a young bride standing in the foyer, waiting to get married. And after we left another couple and entourage turned up. Even while standing on the street looking for a cab, a number of cars honked. Clearly Vegas is the place to get married. And the Graceland Wedding Chapel is a tradition - even smacked-out celebs get married here
There are photos and a video, which we haven't watch yet. But you can check the photos on the website:
www.dotphoto.com
Username: Graceland
Password: SBBAU
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