Stay Date: October 2006
Our Rating – REALLY UGLY - 1
If you’ve ever wondered what a FEMA disaster relief camp looks like, this is the place to visit, although I think a FEMA camp would be more organized. Checked in by a cigarette-smoking woman with the smell of an ashtray, our first impression set the table for this horrid campground. A small city of cheap trailers, with add-on rooms, blue tarps, inflatable palm trees and neon beer signs. Sites were grass and rocks, 30A only, with no sewer. The water smelled like sulfur, was undrinkable, and had the color of iced tea. Clear shot to satellite, no cable or WiFi, but you’re close enough to Cleveland to receive broadcast TV. Verizon cell and Aircard worked well. On leaving, there was no need for directions to the dump station, you could smell it everywhere in the campground. Made me wish I had a HAZMAT suit. It doesn’t matter what they charge per night, they couldn’t pay US to return.
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