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Mobile - Part 1
Written by: Dominick A. Miserandino
Photography by: Margherita Miserandino
Pushing aside rumours about Mobile, Alabama Dominick gets to the truth of what's fun and exciting to do there.
It was the six-year anniversary of our first date. Love was in the air, and romance was all around. We could have gone to Paris, San Francisco, or Rome. Yes, you can go to those cities, but nothing, nothing tops Mobile, Alabama for romance. Nothing tops the deep south. Yes, you can have your fine wine in Paris, but can you get fresh oysters? Sure, San Francisco will have it’s beautiful Bay, but does it have Mobile Bay? And Rome has those cannolis, but Mobile has pecan pie.
Unfortunately, Mobile has an unpopular reputation. I’m not going to mince words, but people did look at me in shock and dismay for wanting to see Mobile.
My mailman said, "I’m sorry you have to go, but hopefully you’ll be back soon."
My friend Carl said, "Why are you going?"
And the UPS deliveryman asked if I was being forced to go to Mobile against my will.
That reaction is typical of people who hear that you’re going to Mobile. Fortunately, with an intro like that, I can either take this story two ways. I can go into a story about the pain and misery I felt, or how I was pleasantly surprised. I’ll give away the ending, it’s number two. There’s a pleasantly surprised effect to be found at the end of this story.
The pleasant surprise started with landing at the airport. The flight attendant was even making fun of landing in Mobile as "Not a real airport." But the airport is cute. It’s small and easy to get in and out of, and it’s brand new and clean. A "pleasant" surprise from La Guardia.
We went straight to the hotel and checked in at the Radisson Admiral Semes. It is a hotel that has been in Mobile since forever, but has been modernized so you don’t have to fear it falling down on you.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
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