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Dogs on the water.

OK, I admit it, I’m from the South. I grew up in Tennessee on a creek with a bunch of brothers and dogs. So I am biased about Mobile, Alabama having been exposed to water and dogs this afternoon by my gracious host Alec. A day like today makes travel worth doing.

The Battle House is a Renaissance Hotel (part of the Marriott chain). That means it can only get so good. But for a Marriott property, this one sure beats the living daylights out of the Goldman Sachs owned Sawgress in Florida. Come here instead, it’s way better.

The lobby is gorgeous.

Battle House lobby dome.

The rooms? Well, pretty generic Marriott. I am on the concierge floor in room 8138.

Two double beds. Why? Because you must need two beds for some reason?!

At least there is room for a chair.

Chair. Just one. No proper entertaining in this room unless you use both beds maybe?

And a desk pod with super inconvenient electricity. We have laptops and phones that need charging people!

Desk pod. Needs work.

While we’re on minor flaws. There is an ancient clock radio with pathetic sound capability. (I tried it, believe me.) Yes, we brought an ipod too along with our other devices. Marriott does not know what that means. And if you want “enhanced” high speed net, prepare to pay $6 a day. That is just stupid. The default “high speed” internet (a term used loosely here in Alabama) is 500Kb/sec max throughput on a good day.

The bathroom is nicely appointed with a real glass shower pod. It’s not upscale, but it’s not plastic either.

Glass shower. Too thin.

But did we come to Mobile for the Battle House? Nope. We came for the time on Mobile Bay and the Fowl River.

We came here for this.

Mixology this trip was imported in the “doctors bag” from Virginia. Liberals all around. (Just don’t try and sit in the chairs all at once.)

The Battle House gets a low four showerheads rating. But Mobile itself? Well, I’ll be back if they’ll have me.

Abandoned boat on the Fowl.

Gator.

Cypress in the morning.