Packing and Going Home
Trip Start
Jul 01, 2007
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Trip End
Jul 08, 2007
Located on its own 23 acre island, The Fantasy Island Dive Resort and Marina was our home base, and ideal for the die-hard diver, but as we found upon check-in there are some glitches in its armor. Most of the rooms need some serious Extreme Make-overs, including the initial room we were assigned to. At first glance the ocean front balcony room seemed okay, but when we spied the 2 twin beds (instead of the King we had requested), we looked a bit closer. An outdated rust stained bathroom, bathtub and shower, warped wooden floors, non closing sliding glass doors and the clincher was an overhead fan which only worked with the lights on....so in the middle of the night, you had a choice of no fan or the cooling breeze of the fan and the bright glow of its 4 lights, making us feel as if we were being interrogated by Jack Bauer. After speaking with the manager, she advised us that the resort was fully booked that night but that she would switch out our accommodations the next day, and true to her word, we received a newly remodeled King bedded room with marble bathroom, European shower and more, a 360 degree difference
Fellow Divers and Diners
. Although the resort's package included all meals, we went off-premise a number of times to research some of the local fare and libations, propelled by the fact that the food at the resort, all served buffet style was far from epicurean, more sustenance than substance, albeit palatable. Wednesday night's lobster fest was the highlight, while most other nights the mundane grilled, bbq'd or baked chicken, fish and pork vied for our tepid attention, but after a day of diving, we were so famished that we made do with the simple fare. A couple of interesting sauces served on the side could have brought most dishes a notch up. As a pastry chef I was looking forward to tasting and possibly duplicating some island desserts, but the ever present flan, bread pudding and custard did nothing to tingle my tastebuds. 
