Desperate Housewives Go Rving

My apologies to faithful readers for the gap since the last posting.  We were without WiFi for 5 nights.  Below is the last report from Titusville.  Next up - a report from the Happiest Place on Earth.

Our last stay was 3 nights at a big “RV and Golf Resort”.  We selected it based upon on-line reviews and wondered what a resort with over 600 RV sites would be like. 

The towering portico at the highway started to clue us in,  then there was the surly rent-a-cop at the gatehouse.   

The Welcome Center resembled a southern mansion pillars and all.  The main road is named Plantation Drive and the on-site restaurant is the Plantation Inn.  We weren’t  in Kansas, or your average RV campground anymore.

This place was our first experience with the “RV resort” concept  where your RV and various permutations of permanent structures become your home.  All the sites have, at the least, a large garden shed.  Others have small, cottage-like building that include a sitting room and maybe a bathroom.  Some sites have small houses with large RV carports.  The most elaborate are actually large houses (3000 sq. ft +) with an enclosed garage for housing your RV.  The roads twine through a golf course with cart paths crossing the roads and “don’t feed the wildlife” signs sprinkled throughout.

Basic site

Stepping up

Chuck would go in the garage on the left

Always room for one more vehicle

 

The preferred mode of transportation is the golf cart, ideally one modified to resemble a 60’s Chevy or a 20’s Ford.  If your dog is trained to ride in the back, it is even better. 

The population was overwhelming white, older and nice.  Everyone waved and smiled at everyone else.  Every site was decorated to the teeth with yard art, name plates and cute flags.  It was a planned community, planned with painful care.  I’m not complaining or criticizing.  We had nice site, big, level site with big trees between us and others.  The bathhouse and laundry were spacious and spotlessly clean.  Dogs didn’t bark and traffic moved at a sedate 15 miles an hour.  There were pools and hiking trails and really nice people everywhere.

Wisteria Lane

Like Seaside, the other planned community we visited earlier, it has a lot of appeal.  It’s safe, quiet  and you’re surrounded by people who presumably will look out for you and vice versa.  Your neighbors are close and a lot like you.  The amenities are abundant and available.  It is sort of spooky to an outsider.  It’s sort of unreal.  It’s sort of like a TV show.  We’re glad we did it, but we probably won’t do it again.

Remember - don't feed the vultures!

 Speaking of unreal.......

....Off to Disney World!