So I finally (finally!) got to visit the famed Franklyn D. Resort & Spa - you’ve heard of it – it’s the one with the vacation nannies in Runaway Bay. It’s Jamaican-owned (by Franklyn D. Rance, not Franklin Delano Roosevelt!) and offers the unique vacation nanny program where each family is assigned their own nanny for the duration of their stay. Since I had the Bub with me, plus my daughter, plus my mother-in-law, they assigned us a second nanny as well. This usually costs an extra $20 per day – and that, my friends, is an incredible bargain.
As a guests of the Jamaica Tourist Board, my daughter and I were kept very busy with lots of fun excursions (more on those later) and my mother-in-law and Bub hung out and enjoyed everything Franklyn D. had to offer. My husband had to work that weekend – poor guy!
There’s certainly a lot of hype around this place, and now I can say first-hand that it’s well-deserved. Truthfully I wasn’t all that certain that I’d like the nanny program. The idea of hanging out with a stranger during precious family time seemed odd to me, and I was sure my kids would not be comfortable with being left in the care of a stranger in a strange place – nor would I feel comfortable leaving them. Let’s just say my mind was changed within 2 minutes.
You see – in the two minutes that we were in our (huge) room, my son’s diaper was changed (he does have incredible timing), and both kids were swimsuited, sunscreened, and out at the beach. I stood there, somewhat stunned, with a cold beer in my hand and suitcases to unpack without my “helpful” children underfoot. Our room literally opened up to the beach, so I could keep my eye on things, but from that moment on, I was hooked.
Our nannies were Carmelina and Loraine, and they were lovely. Carmelina took my daughter to do tie dye, paint souvenir plates, and made her a beautiful necklace. She keeps asking me when we can move to Jamaica so Carmelina can be her nanny. (Um… I’m working on it!)
Loraine cared for Bub as though he was her own. I wasn’t terribly thrilled when he’d reach for her instead of me, but it felt good to know he was in such good hands while I was out and about. And because of their help, my mother-in-law had some company while we were away, but also had a nice break too.
I did a whopper of a review of FDR Resort on the main site, and you can also access it through the Jamaica Trip Reports page, at the bottom of the page. Have you been to FDR? I’d love to hear your experience!