Navigate / search

This Must Be What They Mean When They Say That The Best Things In Life Are Free.

So I told you that our friends Missy and Pedro invited us to stay with them at their timeshare in Kissimmee, Florida (just a few minutes from the huge variety of theme parks Orlando is so famous for), but I haven’t yet shown you our phenomenal — and did I mention free? — accommodations. This, my friends, is why you should always make new friends at wine tastings.

While Reunion Resort showcases an incredibly impressive, eleven-story hotel called The Grande, we were staying in the more modest apartment-style housing on a different part of the property, all of which was beautifully connected via winding roads and walkways along the golf course.

And by “modest” apartment, I mean¬†bigger than my entire house:

Ultra high ceilings and four flat screen televisions.
Huge covered balcony with sliding glass doors, al fresco dining table, and view of the golf course.
Every morning around 7:30 when it was calm, this is from where I would watch the balloons float by.
Open kitchen with stainless steel appliances, granite counters, raised breakfast bar, dishwasher, and all of the necessary cooking utensils and dishware – including wine glasses and a blender!
Coffee maker? Check. Toaster? Check. Even the paper towels were provided. This is where Justin and I cooked a couple of dinners for the group to earn our keep.
Guest bedroom with two oversized twin beds and attached bathroom.
Guest bath with granite counters opens to the guest bedroom and main living area.
Justin’s and my room – the “smaller” master suite with private, attached full bathroom.
Our attached bathroom. Have I mentioned the granite counters?
Then there was the master master suite with a king-sized bed and golf course view…
En suite bath with his and her walk-in-closets, dual sinks (oh, those granite counters)…
…and a separate tiled tub and shower.

Oh, the LUXURY!

I seriously didn’t want to leave. Or, at the very least, I wanted to rip out this bathroom, tie it to the top of the Tracker, and attach it to my house. I’m sure that would work splendidly.

We did manage to leave the room on occasion to venture to The Grande where we dined at a phenomenal sushi bar (twice), as well as once at their top floor restaurant called Eleven. (The service was impeccable and the drinks were fantastic, but the food was mediocre for the price. In all fairness, the manager told us they were using a brand new menu, which was still in the experimental stages. He was very gracious.) We were even able to see the Disney fireworks display on the horizon from the rooftop pool area.

Justin, Missy, and Pedro trying not to throw me over the rail as I take my eleventy-billionth picture.

One thing of note: The bar was always closed when the pool was open. We’re guessing that may be due to the potential of an eleven-story drop combined with alcohol and insurance and liability and all of that jazz.

Just a guess.

Even the lobby of The Grande was — well,¬†grand.

Sorry for the blurry shot, Missy and Pedro! Still too cute to not share.
Sorry for the blurry shot, Missy and Pedro! Still too cute to not share.

On our last night there, we managed to squeeze in some remote-controlled night shots of our group on The Grande’s grand lawn, which involved me semi-tipsily running back and forth through the grass in heels and yelling at everyone to hold very still while attempting to school them about shutter speed.

Attempt #1
Attempt #1
Attempt #47
Attempt #47

Much to their credit, the valets never called security on us.

I seemed to be the only one who grasped the concept of holding still.

Though I’m thinking maybe they should have.


Thank you for reading Domestiphobia! This post might contain affiliate links. Knowing you stopped by totally validates the time I spend here, so leave a comment. Preferably a nice one. I'm also on Facebook, Twitter, and sometimes Instagram if you want to connect.



I’m almost positive that “swanky timeshare in Florida” is not what they mean when they say that.


Seriously? They probably haven’t stayed in one, then. ;)


It was definitely one of the nicest places I’ve ever stayed!


Heaven? Is that you? Looks like a fantastic place to stay – especially for free!


It was phenomenal! I still miss that patio…


Oh lord…if you and Justin ever travel with Achebeyo and I, you and she can spend countless hours making each other pose for pictures, and Justin and I will sneak off to have fun someplace. You want to know why you have to constantly berate me to add photos to my own blog? Because I loathe posing 80 bajillion times in one hour. But I love YOUR pics. :)


Well most of the time I’m not actually making people pose – usually it’s them getting irritated because they can’t eat anything on their plates until I’ve taken a photo. :)

Don't be shy... tell me what you think!