Thanks to the great song by Bob Dylan "Stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again" I seriously thought we were heading to Memphis not Alabama.
It was a real flying visit to this picturesque state where we spent one night in the lazy Mobile suburb of Daphne.
There's not too much to say, but Mobile seems to be a pretty neat city, with freeways winding over waterways and a high rise skyline showing the heart of the city it would be a nice place to live.
With the little time we had, and with much excitement on Nick's behalf, we stopped at the Battleship Memorial Park home to the USS Alabama and USS Drum.
The SS Alabama fought in the Pacific during WWII and Drum cruised Pearl Harbour and Japan.
Despite my initial reservations about a US Military Museum it was pretty darn cool to be able to walk the decks and climb down the man-hole of real life war machines.
With so many rooms and passageways to explore you could easily spend hours wandering the massive ship.
On the other hand, the submarine isn't for people who are afraid of small spaces. Even I had to stoop and squeeze through doorways, so anyone over 6 foot would struggle below deck.
I'm sure this isn't important, but it really stood out to me - everything was very shinny in the sub - the instruments, pipes, levers, dials they all sparkled. I wonder is some poor pleb had to spend each and every day polishing.