We’re Mobile

Years ago, someone we met in passing hyped up Mobile. I don’t even remember who it was, let alone if they were a reliable source of information. But since then we’ve had a strange compulsion to visit Alabama’s third largest city. This is how we do things: eyes closed, a faint hunch, and absolutely no planning.

As a result, we rolled into Mobile looking for a place to stay and stumbled upon the Budget Inn.
What a great place right? Quaint, historic looking, within spitting distance of downtown. No. Not right. We’ve stayed in some pretty questionable places in the past (a brothel on the Thai-Cambodia border comes to mind – yes, that is a used condom in the soap dish) but the Budget Inn proudly takes a place in our pantheon of sketchiest all time lodgings.