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Active Fun at Centerparcs (Longleat Forest)
Active Fun at Centerparcs
I visited Centerparcs' Longleat Forest site just outside Bath, on my own, pregnant, with my two young children. With hindsight, this was over-ambitious. The point about Centerparcs is that it is for active people, mucking in, whatever the weather. That is not to say that you cannot have your facial or pedicure (although book well in advance) but you won’t feel you have earned it until you have done your time on the squash court, taken the kids sailing on the lake or been beaten about on the swimming pool’s fabulous waterslides. Longleat is set in acres of Huckleberry Finn countryside, and, except for getting to your villa, you cannot use your car. However, do not think that you will escape other people. Retreat can be found in the somewhat unaesthetic-looking villas. Don’t be put off by appearances as they are in fact very spacious and well-equipped. (Towels are not included, although you can hire them, but the bottle of Petit Chablis was a nice touch). The accommodation options range from comfort, executive and VIP villas and apartments. There are three focal points within the complex – the Plaza (swimming, games arcade, shops and restaurants), the French Village (adventure playground and more restaurants), and the Jardins de Sports (badminton, water sports and spa). It is a good idea to familiarise yourselves with the layout before you arrive: you are sent reams of bumpf in advance. There is a land train to ferry people from one activity centre to another, which otherwise would be up to a twenty-minute walk apart. The fun way to travel is by bike and there are trailers available to carry young children. After a couple of attempts to get from A to B lugging two unwilling little ones and my bump, I thought it best to leave the scheduled events to others, who seemed to be well-equipped with maps and even compasses – and that’s when we started to have fun. We lazed by the lake’s white sandy beach, contemplating pedalo-ing or sailing, and watched would-be fisherman attempting to hook carp. A group of ten-year-olds were learning windsurfing basics, and behind us, just inside the forest, archery and assault courses were offering similar challenges. We could have joined in a puppet workshop, tried abseiling, basketball and horseriding; gentler activities for grown-ups include flower arranging and silk painting; and for very young ones there are swimming classes and a teddy bears’ picnic. After an action-packed morning, you can meet up with your party in any of the eleven restaurants. We opted for pizza at Luciano’s (£25 for the three of us) in the Plaza. Also in the Plaza you can stock up with supplies from the supermarket. They have practically everything you could want although no fresh organic food was on offer. Note – as I failed to – that the last delivery time is 2.30pm. Yet again I cursed myself for not having done my homework before we’d arrived as I struggled up the steps to the cycle park with five bags of shopping and two hungry children in tow. The highlight of our trip was undoubtedly the subtropical swimming paradise. Entrance is free to this maze of pools with wave machines, flumes and slides and there are hours of fun to be had. Some of the slides are really exhilarating and the kids think this is heaven. Bribery was the only means of dragging them away to our comfy villa, where we collapsed, vegged out in front of the telly and cooked a hearty meal. Here we slept deeply … only interrupted by the sound of owls hooting in the forest. Facts and Figures Centerparcs specialises in short break holidays, long weekends or mid-week
packages. Although they cater for younger children, families with kids
of 6+ would probably get the most out of the facilities. Try going with
a couple of families or your extended family. At Longleat Centerparcs, for one week in July, a 3-bedroom executive villa will cost approx £1450. Swimming is free but most of the other activities cost between £5 and £16.50. For instance, Time-out Clubs for children aged 3–8 years for 2 hrs 30 mins costs £8.70. Web: http://www.centerparcs.co.uk
In Search of Some Sun There are times when, having endured three sodden summers in Cornwall, a long suffering parent’s trust in the British weather finally breaks and guaranteed sunshine goes to the top of the holiday wish list. We joined forces with another family with similar aged kids and decided to go for the villa option. Where? Not too far afield. Travelling time with children should always be kept to a minimum. It had to be Europe. Sun a must – ruled out Northern France. Good food and wine – ruled out Greece and Turkey. Proximity to the sea ruled out Northern Italy. There is surprisingly little available in Southern Italy. This left Spain and the South of France. We opted for the latter. Another new departure was to take a nanny with us. Extravagant but, in the event, it made my holiday. A number of travel agents and specialist villa companies cover the region. As a general rule, the cost of villas gets progressively cheaper the further away from the coast you go. This was fine by us as it is generally less spoilt inland. After a stress-free Heathrow to Nice flight - ‘Look Mummy, palm trees’ - we bundled the kids into our hired Renault Espace and made our way to la Garde Freinet. It is only half an hour from St Tropez but the country is amazingly unspoilt. The house was down a long winding track through pine and olive trees. A converted barn, there were two sleeping wings off the central eating/living area, making it perfect for two families. We had been worried about the heat but even our six-month-old baby seemed fine. Garde Freinet is pleasant but not overly picturesque, which means it is not overflowing with tourists; getting breakfast became a ritual: the short exchange in the boulangerie, a quick caffeine shot in the café, mistral sand in your nostrils and you have morphed into Peter Mayle.
We did venture out. The touristy but gorgeous hill town of Grimaud was a short drive away, and Port Grimaud, built in the 1960s as the Venice of the Cote d’Azur, complete with canals and faux Renaissance architecture, is an absurdly pretty fake. Unable to face the hordes of Pampelonne, there is a surprisingly uncrowded beach at Port Grimaud and from there it is an easy twenty minute ferry to St Tropez itself. A wander past the moored up billionaire playthings, a lightening bikini purchase (I am shallow enough to enjoy saying ‘St Tropez’ when someone asks where I bought my swimming costume), a quick visit to the market, and then, just as the heat was picking up and the kids were about to degenerate into mass vileness, a remembered café in a quiet cobbled square overlooking the water which by some amazing fluke was where we remembered it had been and as nice as before. We ate out on a couple of evenings, but on the whole our menfolk fufilled all stereotypes by leaping into action when presented with a barbeque. We combined small town market shopping with visits to the Geant outside St Tropez – several hundred aisles selling everything from pigs’ trotters to TVs made the biggest superstore in England look like a corner shop. The difference between this and other family holidays we have had? When we got back, I felt as though I had been on holiday, rather than running my children’s. I had acquired several kilos, and, more importantly, a suntan. Facts and Figures A typical villa sleeping 8, booked through Balfour France, costs £3000
in July/August. Car Travel: Air Travel:
The Good Britain Guide 2003 Babygoes2.com The beach, the sea, the sun? Family chill out in comfort in Suffolk A godsend to parents on the move Exclusive villa holidays First published in angels and urchins, Spring 2003 |
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