Elvis @ Collingwood

I never knew that such a festival existed, but apparently it is an annual event. The photos say everything about the event itself. The two friends I was with really wanted to find some of those weird hair-hats (for Halloween), but they must have come from somewhere else. I am not sure how they relate specifically to Elvis.

For me, the real value for that day was the road trip, through areas of Ontario I had never seen, to a place I had never been. Collingwood is a pretty town. It reminded me of Niagara-on-the-Lake.

We did not stay long at the festival. Just long enough to walk up one side of the main drag and down the other, check out a couple of Elvis tribute artists, take some photos, and wax nostalgic about some old cars. There was this massive pink Cadillac, a ragtop Cutlass 442, an early Mustang and a 1968 Corvette Stingray. Cool.

We were only there for an hour. We drove back to the city and had dinner while we caught up on everybody's lives.

I think our next get-together will be in Stratford.