Sandy Shores Resort: Your Wildwood Escape Awaits! (NJ)
Sandy Shores Resort: Your Wildwood Escape Awaits! (NJ)
Sandy Shores Resort: My Wildwood Escape (or was it a shipwreck of fun?) - A Messy, Honest Review! 🌊⛱️
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your average, polished hotel review. This is Sandy Shores Resort through my unfiltered, slightly sunburnt eyes. I just got back from a "wildwood escape," and let me tell you, it was…an experience. More on that later. Let's dive in, shall we?
Accessibility: (Trying to Be Inclusive, Ya Know?)
Now, I don't need any special accommodations, but I'm always keeping an eye out. Sandy Shores, in theory, seems to try. They've got elevator access, which is a HUGE plus, especially if you snag a room on a higher floor (more on that later). I saw some ramps around, and the website claims to have facilities for disabled guests. I spotted a couple of accessible parking spots (bonus points!), but I didn't spend hours combing the resort for all the nitty-gritty details of accessibility. They're aiming for it, bless their hearts. Wheelchair accessible areas seemed present, but I didn't personally test everything out.
Let's Talk Internet (Because, Ugh, We NEED It!)
Internet Access: "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" That's what they promised. That’s generally what they delivered, BUT… let me tell you a story.
- The Wi-Fi Woe: Picture this: it's 10 pm. You've wrestled tiny humans into pajamas, finally finished a delicious (and messy) dinner and you're about to finally settle in for some sweet, sweet streaming. You log in. The loading wheel spins… and spins… and spins… Connection lost. Connection lost. Connection lost. Ugh! I swear, I spent a good half-hour fighting with that Wi-Fi! They offered up Internet [LAN] which is good if you’re a cave dweller, but who even uses ethernet cables anymore?? It got better eventually, but it was a battle a few nights. Wi-Fi in public areas was hit or miss too. Forget trying to download anything on the beach. Bring a good book, people!
Cleanliness and Safety: (Feeling Safe-ish?)
Alright, in the wake of… you know…everything, the whole cleanliness thing is crucial. Sandy Shores claims to be on it. They're going for the whole "professional-grade sanitizing services" vibe. I saw hand sanitizer stations around (always a good sign!). Daily disinfection in common areas – supposedly. Rooms sanitized between stays – yep, I think they were, based on the general level of clean. Staff trained in safety protocol – they seemed on it, but who knows?
- The Sanitized Spoon Saga: Ok, here's a mini-rant. One morning at breakfast, I reached for a spoon. The one I snagged looked like it had seen better days! I mean, it was kinda sticky. It made me question just how deep the sanitizing actually went. I mean, c'mon. It’s those little things that can make you squirm. I guess they have to sterilize the Sanitized kitchen and tableware items too. I mean, it all looked clean. Just… not uniformly clean.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: (Food Glorious Food?)
Okay, the food situation at Sandy Shores was, well, a mixed bag.
Breakfast Battle Royale: They have, or had, (it was hard to tell) a Breakfast [buffet] and…oh boy. I’m not going to lie: the scrambled eggs were rubbery, the bacon was mostly just… grease. The coffee was… well, it was coffee. I think they offered Asian breakfast items, but I steered clear. There was a Breakfast takeaway service (which was handy for the little monsters) and the Buffet in restaurant was, well… there. The best part was the Coffee/tea in restaurant, which was the only thing that seemed to be refilled with any sort of urgency.
The Restaurant Roulette: There was a Restaurant or some kind and a Poolside bar (more later on that glory) for dinner. I attempted the A la carte in restaurant option one night. It was… ok. I got a decent salad, and the desserts in restaurant weren't half bad. They also had a snack bar. The menu claimed International cuisine in restaurant and Western cuisine in restaurant. I'm not sure if it was one or the other. They also make a mean Bottle of water.
Don't be shocked when I tell you there were more important and less-important things to do and that I sometimes had to eat a bite even though all I really wanted to do was sit and sulk.
I should probably make a note here that the Room service [24-hour] was a lifesaver at times. You’ll be in a room, and you’ll want food. This is simply how it is.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: (Spa Day Dreams & Poolside Shenanigans)
This is where Sandy Shores mostly delivered. Here's the fun stuff:
The Pool with a View: They have a decent Swimming pool [outdoor] and because it was, well, a bit of a hellscape, it was important to spend time there. Let me wax poetic for a moment: Picture this: you’re floating in the pool, the sun is beating down, and you've got a cocktail in hand. Bliss. The Poolside bar was key. It's not fancy. It is however, a source of ice cream and beer. They also had a Sauna, and Steamroom and a Spa. And the Massages? YES, PLEASE! I never actually made it to the spa, but I heard the stories.
Fitness Freak? They boasted a Fitness center, which I didn't personally explore (priorities, people! Beach first, then cocktails!). They also had a Gym/fitness area with the same basic stuff.
Ways to relax: They also offered a Body scrub, Body wrap, and Foot bath. I definitely could have used all of those after a few days wrangling my kids!
Services and Conveniences: (The Little Things That Make a Difference Sometimes)
Front Desk & Perks: The Front desk [24-hour] was generally helpful. They had Luggage storage (thank goodness!), a Concierge desk. They offer a Cash withdrawal service, which I used because the closest ATM was about a mile away. They also have Dry cleaning which is also very helpful.
The Oddities: I thought the resort had a Convenience store, but I didn't see one. I also was sure I saw a Shrine but I didn't confirm. Maybe I was drinking too many cocktails. They have a Gift/souvenir shop, which is good for those "oops, forgot a birthday present" moments.
For the Kids: (Keeping the Bratlings Entertained)
- Family/child friendly: It’s the main thing. Sandy Shores is definitely Family/child friendly. It was packed with kids (mine included!). They Babysitting service but I didn't try it, because… well, I am the babysitter!
- The Kids Meal: Yes, thank God, they had a Kids meal. Gold.
Rooms: (The Good, The Bad, and the Bed Bugs?)
- The Good: The rooms were…okay. The blackout curtains were a godsend. The alarm clock and mirror were functional. My room was non-smoking, with a private bathroom. The air conditioning worked! And I'm pretty sure they all had a desk, or at least a table. They were offering Complimentary tea, and a refrigerator. The Towels were, well, towels. And most of the time, there was hot water. Whew.
- The Bad: Our biggest complaint, was the "view". We got a room on the seventh floor that looked like it was in a basement. We had a view of the ventilation system. That high floor, as advertised, was a bit of a joke. The soundproofing was… questionable. Loud neighbors + thin walls = a recipe for sleep deprivation. And the decor? Let's just say it screamed "early 90s beach motel" (but with some upgrades). My room also had a window that opens.
My Final Verdict (The Hot Take)
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a Sandy Shores Resort itinerary that's less "perfect postcard" and more "slightly sunburned, sand-in-your-shorts kind of reality." This ain't your grandmother's travel guide. This is… well, this is me having a week in North Wildwood, and you're coming along for the ride. Let’s get messy.
Sandy Shores Shenanigans: One Week of Questionable Choices and Coastal Charm
(Pre-Trip Ramblings, Aka The Hype & The Dread)
Alright, so here's the deal. I'm hyped. Seriously, that electric anticipation before any vacation? I'm riding that wave. Sandy Shores Resort. North Wildwood. All those cheesy beach memories are now mine. The only issue is the "getting there" part. I'm a terrible driver (ask my ex – or don't, she'll probably still be rolling her eyes), so the first leg of my journey is a train ride. Hoping it's not delayed, because I swear, my internal clock will explode. Packing? Still haven't done it. Procrastination at its finest. And I'm a nervous wreck. Seriously, anything can go wrong.
(Day 1: Arrival & The Great Beach Reconnaissance)
- 1:00 PM: FINALLY arrived. Train was only an hour late, which, honestly, counts as a win in my book. Sandy Shores check-in…smooth as butter. The room? Okay, it's not the Ritz, but hey, it has a balcony and an ocean view. Sold! Unpack. Or, well, throw my stuff haphazardly on the bed. That's the operative word for the trip.
- 2:30 PM: Beach Recon. Gotta see the sand. Gotta feel it between my toes. First impression? Glorious. The ocean? Vast and intimidating. The waves? Just begging to swallow me whole. I love it. Walked on it for 2 hours.
- 5:00 PM: Dinner at a local pizzeria. Got scammed by a seagull. Dropped my slice. Okay, initial reaction: rage. Followed by the sad acceptance that I'm a seagull's snack. They're relentless. Tip: Don’t eat pizza openly on the beach. Learn from my suffering, people.
- 7:00 PM: Sunset stroll. Magical. The sky was all fiery hues. Took a million photos that will probably look awful later. Still, the moment was pure gold. Sat on the beach, just breathing and enjoying the peace of it.
(Day 2: Boardwalk Battles & Ice Cream Imbroglio)
- 9:00 AM: Boardwalk time! My nemesis has been a boardwalk since I was a kid, a glorious sin that brings me to the brink of bankruptcy.
- 11:00 AM: Games and More Games. My competitive edge is a little too sharp, which led to a minor argument with a child over a stuffed shark. (I REALLY wanted that shark, okay??)
- 1:00 PM: Ice cream. The crucial fuel for any Boardwalk mission. I got the biggest cone ever. Like, leaning tower of Pisa levels.
- 3:00 PM: More arcade. I'm addicted to the claw machines. Mostly fail. Spend way too much money on these ridiculous machines.
- 5:00 PM: Dinner and a show. The show was horrible. I made fun of the guy on stage, but he's not a professional. Maybe I have to learn how to be more civil.
- 8:00 PM: A walk down the beach with the sound of the waves.
(Day 3: Ocean Adventures & Existential Crises)
- 10:00 AM: Morning on the Ocean. Went for a swim. The waves are bigger than I remembered. Briefly questioned my life choices as I got tossed around. Still, exhilarated.
- 2:00 PM: The great boardwalk food review. No, I don't want to go to a high-end restaurant. I'm going to have simple food.
- 5:00 PM: After the review, I walked around to clear my head. Met this amazing street performer who somehow made a penny dance on his hand. I'm an absolute sucker for that kind of stuff.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a place with a fancy name. I had to go out with my dress shoes. The food was amazing, but the price tag gave me a minor heart attack.
(Day 4: The Quest for the Perfect Souvenir & The Mystery of the Missing Sunscreen)
- 9:00 AM: Souvenir shopping. I'm basically a walking cliché at this point. I want a snow globe that says "North Wildwood". And maybe a t-shirt I’ll never wear. But I will get it.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch - Seafood? Nah. Grabbed a hot dog from a tiny, slightly scary-looking cart. It was the best hot dog of my life.
- 2:00 PM: Oops. Forgot the sunscreen this morning. Bad idea. I'm now a lobster. Sunburn level: expert.
- 4:00 PM: The Sunset. Sat on the beach. Watching the sunset. I don't have any friends. It does not make me sad. It's relaxing in itself.
- 7:00 PM: Back to the room for a beer. Trying to figure out who stole my sunscreen. Still don't know.
(Day 5: Dive into the Wild Side!)
- 9:00 AM: The morning swim. Went to have my swim. The ocean looks lovely.
- 12:00 PM: The lunch. I had nothing to do, so I went for a lunch break. I went to a cafe. It was good, so I decided to go again.
- 3:00 PM: The bar. Went to the bar. I saw a guy giving a speech for his friends. It was funny.
- 7:00 PM: The dinner. Went to another restaurant. Food was good.
(Day 6: The Day The Wind Won & Beach Bliss
- 10:00 AM: Woke up. The winds were strong today.
- 12:00 PM: Went for a little walk. The view was nice.
- 3:00 PM: The beach. Washed the sea and sun.
- 6:00 PM: The last sunset. Ate some food.
(Day 7: Farewell and the Great Post-Vacation Blues)
- 9:00 AM: One last beach walk. Trying to soak it all in. Feeling a weird mix of relief and sadness. Relief that laundry and normal life await. Sadness because… well, because the beach is amazing and I don’t want to leave.
- 11:00 AM: Check-out. This always feels like a punch in the gut. Saying goodbye to Sandy Shores.
- 1:00 PM: Train ride. The ride was delayed. Not bad, though.
- 4:00 PM: Home. Unpack (eventually). Vow to book next year's trip before the post-vacation blues fully hit.
Final Thoughts:
North Wildwood, you beautiful, slightly cheesy beast. You've given me sunburns, seagulls, questionable food choices, and memories that will probably keep me smiling (or cringing) for months. Would I come back? Absolutely. Would I do things differently? Probably not. The imperfections were part of the charm. And that, my friends, is a perfectly imperfect vacation. Now I'm ready to plan the next one… after I finish doing laundry. And paying off my credit card bill…
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