Originally published in July/August 2010 edition of Mommy Magazine. Re-printed with permission.
I always thought that the idea of a “staycation” was a cruel joke. The vacation is, or at least should be, a sacred American tradition. Going someplace new, exciting, different, even if it means compromising the creature comforts of home, is the chance to relax, unwind, re-charge the batteries, and seize the day (and maybe have a cocktail). Staycation at the beach? Call me spoiled, but I go to the beach all the time. Stay in a hotel here in town? As much as I enjoy seeing my kids happily jumping on hotel beds–their faces joyful from the absence of homebased furniture rules–I am not willing to pay money (and give up the comfort of my non-jumped-upon home bed) just to stay near the beach… because I live just 10 minutes from the beach already. I have lived here a long time; I already know the restaurants, I already know the sights. Staycation my rear end! I want to go somewhere and have an adventure!
Somehow, the Sun-N-Fun RV Resort and Campground, just east of I-75 off Fruitville, has managed to fly under the radar for me in all of the nearly twenty years I have resided in Sarasota. It’s possible I’ve been a beach snob and avoided anything on the other side of the interstate. When it was proposed that I visit Sun-N-Fun for this article, I was perplexed. I thought, “Isn’t that just an RV park?” A quick, nonscientific survey of two friends yielded the same answer. It turns out that my two friends and I, representing a combined 75 years in Sarasota, have been missing out on one heck of a good time.
I really didn’t know what to expect. In my head, an RV park is just rows of white rectangles parked on concrete or asphalt with people’s grandparents sporadically heading out for shuffleboard or early dinner. My mental image has been soundly corrected. Sun-N-Fun is truly a fun, family resort and campground with mature trees and inviting landscaping, welcoming staff, and a plethora of family activities to pursue: pools, hot tubs, water slide, playground, tennis, volleyball, mini-golf, a fishing lake, and, of course, shuffleboard.
Driving through the entrance, we first ramble through a winding path that takes us by several vacation cottages. We see families sitting outside under awnings, some sharing a meal, all looking peaceful and relaxed. As we continue to drive by, we see other interesting campground amenities including an internet room and a dog bath. We like these options, as we are still information junkies, even while on vacation. And no one likes a stinky dog, even on vacation. I just said it…twice, didn’t I? Vacation! I actually feel like I am somewhere else; somewhere interesting, fun, and different. This place oozes escape.
You know how Longboat Key sort of looks like they completely razed it and rebuilt the landscaping to unnatural whims? And how the phrase “Old Florida” conjures up images of thick vegetation, wildly spreading Spanish moss, and scary snakes and spiders? Sun-N-Fun is pleasantly in the middle. No pretentiously sculpted hedges and no scary creatures lurking. I was impressed at how natural and yet how clean the entire grounds appeared. I can best describe this as Postcard Old Florida.
We find a shady parking space and head into the pool area beyond the white gates. Not pearly mind you, just white. The pool area is a sprawling complex of, well, sun and fun which just happen to be two of my favorite things. Not one, but two 18-person hot tubs located just inside the gates are spotless and look brand new. Neither Monk nor Jerry Seinfeld could find fault with these hot tubs. Beyond the hot tubs is the Olympic-sized, L-shaped pool. There are no lifeguards, which might not be fine for some parents but is acceptable to me. Pay attention to your kids when they are in the water and teach them to swim, I say. The pool area is also lined with dozens and dozens of lounge chairs, both shaded and in the sun.
My daughter Zola can’t wait to jump in and start playing. I suggest that we all check out the kiddie pool on the southwest corner first. She sneers at the water spouts and shallow water and says, “This is for little kids.” I don’t know exactly when my six-year-old stopped being little, so I am shocked and saddened… and okay, a little proud, too. Back to the Big Kid pool we go.
Zola grabs her pal Owen’s hand, adjusts her goggles, and says, “Let’s cannonball in the deep end!” My daughter takes swim lessons every summer, but we don’t have a pool so her skills are not reinforced over the winter. Although she made great strides last summer, I certainly don’t have any recollection of her “cannon-balling” into the deep end by herself. While I am considering this, she and Owen have already jumped in, and–not believing they can actually do this–I am compelled to immediately jump in right after them. (Possibly this is karmic payback for the comment about how parents ought to watch their children in the water.) Then their heads pop up and Zola declares, “I touched the bottom!” She starts to kick her way over to the other end of the pool, Owen right behind her, while I tread water with a dumb look on my face.
Since my life-saving measures are apparently not needed in the pool, I grab a shaded chair and check out the rest of the pool area. Palms line the north end, there is an outdoor full bar, a restaurant with delicious smells wafting over the lounge area, a handful of widescreen TVs with the game on, and a genuinely relaxed family crowd just hanging out. Did I mention how clean this place is? It’s really spotless. I don’t know if the cleaning crew just left before I arrived or I am used to hanging out at some real dumps, but the more I look (I poked my head into the bar and around the tables and lounge chairs and the edges of the pool), the cleaner this place seems. I definitely feel like I am on a quality vacation.
Up next for us: The Hippo Slide, three-and-a-half stories of inflatable water slide, visible from the street and looming over the pool area. My daughter climbs up the stairs with unbridled enthusiasm. Completely without fear, she launches herself onto the slippery, wet slide, accelerating all the way down. Her ear-to-ear grin is barely noticeable as she reaches her maximum water slide velocity and tumbles, bounces, and spins across the landing area. “Dad, can I go again?” No one rides just once.
Aside from the daily fun, Sun-N-Fun offers special themed weekends all summer long, divein movies, and birthday parties they boldly claim are the “best… on the planet.” Daily admission is $7/person. Unlimited rides on The Hippo Slide will cost you $5 a day Monday through Friday and $10 on weekends. Or, you could go for the all-summer pass: the cost for a typical family is $225-$260. The pool is open to the public from 10am-10pm every day during their summer season (May 1 through Labor Day weekend). I have to assume the local RV crowd is familiar with Sun-N-Fun, seeing as it won Park of the Year in 2008 and 2010 (National Association of RV Parks and Campgrounds). Now the rest of us need to make this discovery. A variety of vacation homes are available for rent at different budgets and sizes, as well as tenting areas for the hardcore campers. You could stay here with the grandparents, or a group of friends, or just with your immediate family. You could actually take a staycation and not feel cheated? Yes, because I know I would be thrilled to staycation at the Sun-N-Fun resort and campground. It’s a can’t-miss spot in Sarasota that I have missed for far too long.
Tim Disz, Daddy to Zola, 6, Ezra, 4, and baby #3 due this August, finds himself misquoting The Go-Go’s lately: “Staycation, all I ever wanted, Staycation, had to get away.”