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Elvis Presley’s 1962 private jet has finally been sold, and the interior is breathtaking.

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Upon entering this unique aviation history, one is immediately impressed by the opulent decor. The interior walls are paneled in traditional oak, and the seating is upholstered in the most luxurious crimson velvet imaginable.

One can’t help but imagine the King of Rock himself lying in one of these seats, wearing a striking pair of sunglasses and bathing in luxury.

The seating area is big and comfortable, with enough room for passengers to spread their legs during a journey.

There is a small kitchen behind the main dining area. While the kitchen is small, it has everything you need for food preparation, including a vintage microwave.

One can’t help but imagine Elvis preparing one of his famed sandwiches—a unique concoction of peanut butter, mayonnaise, bacon, and banana—and warming it up in the microwave before devouring the delectable delight.

Elvis established a legacy of unparalleled luxury and style with this album, cementing his status as the undisputed king of rock and roll!

The aircraft restroom is stunning, but it might use more elegant elements like velvet and a more sophisticated sink. Nonetheless, it is a massive improvement from the tiny bathrooms aboard charter aircraft.

I lucked out and saw Elvis in his best holiday outfit while looking for the restroom, which added to the experience.

The plane was auctioned off at the Mecum Kissimmee Collector Car Auction in Florida on January 8, with the winning bid of $260,000.

The new owner chose to put their bids over the phone anonymously. This sale represents a significant milestone for the aircraft, and we are excited to see where it goes next.

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