So this is paradise, eh? Well, if your idea of paradise is parked in a crammed, dumpy RV “resort” for a whopping $40 a night, where you are so close to the next RV that you can’t roll out your awning, where you have snotty French Canadian neighbors that refuse to say hello or make eye contact, then Paradise RV Resort in Fort Lauderdale is for you!
This RV park was the worst place we’d ever rolled into. We’ve had a better time Walmarting it. Paradise RV Resort was a weekend in hell as far as we were concerned. Stay away! After we saw our friend Gene, we were so glad to leave Floriduh.